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MORGEN IS BETER
(ON)GEPOLIJST
VEERLE ROOS
I was not…
28
p.

I was not angry and bitter:
I was sad and hurt!
And all those things
that I did not want to be,
piled up inside me until it started
leaking from my pores and
bursting out from between my seams.
As I am slowly feeling
every feeling of the child
that I buried deep inside me,
I am giving me space to cry and heal,
I am unlearning all the harsh lies
that life has taught me
and I am learning what it is like
for the very first time
to really - just - breathe.
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