Three Weeks Pass Poem by Le' Anna

they said
she had begun to fall
down
down
down
she was beginning to feel
cut off.
she could not see
through the dark
of her room
had started to
cloud her eyes
and when
the morning light
made her get out of bed
she wanted to
sleep
sleep
sleep
returning to bad habits
forgetting
to call
forgetting
to speak
forgetting
to think
'i was like a zombie
and i want to apologize
for being the freak
of nature
that i am
this is my normal
this is my reality
this is something
i will not be able to change
and it pisses me off
because
in order for me to be functional
i will always need an aid
i will always have to deal with
this'
will.
prove.
her.
self.
reliance.
to.
herself.

today she woke up.
trying to look back.
trying to remember.

if i had met me,
i would have scared myself too.