Gale L Mccoy

Gale L Mccoy Jan 2018

I will stand no longer. instead, I will run

i. I call on the wake of winter
to bring forth something fast
I can keep still no longer

ii. I wind my fingers
into the fabric of earth
tearing chunks out
to make a path to
where I need to go

iii. No cold nor dirt
will hold me back
as I make my way
faster than before
slower than I soon will

iv. I plant my feet
wiping soil-stained hands
onto the smooth cloth of my dress
I step forward
pulling my own roots free
I will hold myself back no longer

#roots #forward #moving #nature #dirt #growth

Gale L Mccoy Jan 2018

you reach

reaching deep down in
grime between your nails, between your fingers
trying to reach all the way down but
your arm doesnt reach/ your arm doesnt reach/ your arm doesnt–
but you still reach
because there has to be something within your reach
instead, something reaches you
your arm is no longer there
a jagged toothed thing took it away

…

you reach in with your other arm

#reach #arm #teeth #grime #trying #effort

Gale L Mccoy Jan 2018

full of nothing

my soul aches
a familiar ache
one that comes with
being filled to the brim
pressure building under the surface

with practiced fingers
one fluid motion
i uncap

nothing comes out
not even a whisp
the feeling of pressure
does not dissipate

#pressure #nothing #vent #depression

Gale L Mccoy Jan 2018

Concept

I hold within me everything
I want to be a concept
A multitude know by some

A little thing I wrote last night whilst drunk

#concept #everything

Gale L Mccoy Jan 2018

succulent

Im a plant
too much sun and I wither
too much shade I wilt
keep me by the window where you work
where the morning sun is filtered through blinds
where you wont always be
but will be consistently enough
place me where you forget me
but remember just enough to smile and water me

I am a succulent
not a hardy cactus
but a rosette
too much attention
too little attention
a drop of water at the wrong time
and im dying
then gone

#plant #self #succulent #gone #water #sun

Gale L Mccoy Jan 2018

one day it will know no part of me

i let it curl around me
it nestles between my bones
i forget to breath
it doesnt remind me
it likes the stillness
it likes the quite
my breath is loud
rattling the bones
it calls home

i let it lick my wounds
it sinks deep into them
i heal quick
before it has a chance
to slither back out
the wound is closed
but its still wriggling

every time i take
a deep breath
it shakes in distress
trying to shush me
through scared skin
every word i speak
it tries to squeeze back in
confined to one part of me
it has no hold
but to remind me of
old wounds
with that ever hollow
wriggling feeling

#depression #breath #wounds #hollow #silence

Gale L Mccoy Jan 2018

Papercut

If you ever want to
Look inside yourself
To see how your blood pumps
And the color of your flesh
Take a pen and tear
words into paper instead
Bleed worlds and people
Scream through the mouths of others
But not through your skin
It will only scream back for more
And there is no harm in being unable
To stop a pen
Rather than a blade

#blade #bleed #self #writing #stories