I’m From

I am from food always on the table
From a book on my bed and a sibling by my side

I am from the warm and comfort of fur of my best friend who is no longer there
And from the smell of fall scented candles constantly burning

I am from homemade mac and cheese and fresh baked treats on the table
And hide and seek in the backyard

I’m from funerals and broken promises
I’m from You Are My Sunshine sang in tears

I’m from dead friendships and plies of mistakes
I’m from living in the shadows of my siblings and falling asleep on the couch

I’m from giving up on dreams and being mocked
I’m from living quiet