family – Dayna Lang

Closet Shelves

I sit in the room where it happened And I stare down the wall No photos left No paintings Just holes in the dry wall. I stare at empty closet shelves And try to wrack my brain There must be more To say or do There has to be a way. I wrote and wroteContinue reading “Closet Shelves”

The Wreckage

I’m in the wreckage And all it can do Is hurt me. I will go through And I’ll keep going. The world doesn’t stop spinning For one family’s shit. I am already diving – Finding treasure in the pit. It is glowing.

Planted a Forest

If I am strong it is because of you. If I am kind it is because of you. If I strive to find equality in relationships – If I demand my worth, It is because of you. I am your daughter. You are the woman who First taught me how to Love. How to work.Continue reading “Planted a Forest”