Poetry in Spoken Word by Tracy Kocsis - HTML preview

AFFLICTION

It’s unfortunate you had to know my sorrow.

You saw the bitter-most fragments of me.

In the midst of my agony,

A spiraling decline of the utmost proportions-

Your needs were overlooked.

Depression wreaked havoc on me-

My mind- I lived in isolation-

Alone on that island,

Far from the grimaces of strangers.

Anxiety, the sister of my dreadful affliction-

She paralyzed me,

Tormented me with noise and unrest.

I’m haunted by my lack of engagement.

I cried out and was denied,

I cried out but hid my tears.

You saw the invisible scars inside of me.

You reaped the consequences of my sorrow.

A childhood restricted by a mother’s afflictions.