Free writing By: Krystal Durr

Moved by the words and the things you say. I know that you mean well, but you take a different approach. Your words crumple my spirit and altar my thoughts. I sit sometimes wanting to cry over being a disappointment to you, but I raise back to my feet, moved by your words my heart gets weak. I believe that I try my best, but my best is not good enough. I can remember doing things in my life just for you. Turned my back on people who loved me for you,your only blood by relation. Thought on the gloomy nights you would be there for me. Instead you move me by your words with criticism, but I take it like a solider. Failure is not an option for me in your eyes. I watch and look in as you create insecurities within me as you make my heart fragile. I sit and look into the sky with blank thoughts shattering my mind. My reflection stares back when I look in the mirror. I’m unhappy with were I’m placed, and in my life what I’ve faced. I’ve weathered the storm and cam out on top. I’m fine until your words move me.