gray, empty
but i let the words grow
and my heart, i let show
but with separation came
the anxiety, the pain, the journey
within confinement.
i wasn’t ever my own
and my many faces had me so alone,
i thought i might drown.
it started before i even knew what puberty meant:
at twelve, i wrote my first lines.
now, at twenty, i want you to read my warning signs.
Meet Megan Diedericks
Megan Diedericks is avid writer, and the writing bug bit her when she wrote her first creative essay in school. She is situated in South Africa, and is proudly part of the LGBTQ+ community. This poetry collection details her dealings with grief, loss, love and heartbreak – a storm we all experience, yet feel alone inside of the eye of it.
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