Lindsay Schmidt
Stories (3/0)
Game Over
Sometimes I wonder if I’m meant for this world, or is it too harsh for my paper thin skin. Too harsh for my brain to take. It seems like nothing changes. It’s just a chain of anger, pain and disappointment. Things go wrong and you try to smile, remembering the day is supposed to get better. Supposed to. For me all my breaks just get ripped right out from under me. So I return to square one. But there comes a point of replaying the game of feelings over and over. So it leads me to wonder if I’m cut out for this. Or let the screen GAME OVER become all that’s left.
By Lindsay Schmidt7 years ago in Poets
The Whispering Demon
I have fought with the pain that lurks, it fills my head with its poison. Even if it flees for a time. I could wake up with a smile on my face and my head clear, but the clouds return. The Whispering Demon returns to its home inside of my head; salty tears falling down my blotchy face. For I am not accepted; viewed differently than I originally thought. Even worse these distorted images live in the eye of my guardian. In the eyes I use to seek for protection, I now flee to avoid pain. I am a broken mirror in the eyes of my Father and slowly in the reflection of myself. I may be a warrior who's not afraid to acknowledge her pain but the demon is a stubborn wall. I don't know how long I can fight with this infection. It's hard to get through when Father leaves the phone silent for months on end. I'm drowning in hate and loss. But, although this fight is difficult I wish to beat the self-doubt. I wish to banish this demon of self hate from its lair forever. Let a new guardian take over to help protect my sanity.
By Lindsay Schmidt7 years ago in Poets
The Day
As the time dwells down my heart beats faster. My breath becomes shallow and my nerves skyrocket. Questions fill my thoughts. Will today be the day? The day I no longer have to change to please you. The day where I'm not wondering if you even care. The day I actually wish to see you and not dread it. Will today be that day?
By Lindsay Schmidt7 years ago in Poets