About Alexandra Heep:

Alexandra Heep is a longtime writer, chronic over-thinker, and recovering content mill survivor. Her work has appeared in literary journals, anthologies, and online platforms where words are still respected. She writes children’s books, health reflections, and the occasional blog post laced with humor and hard-won honesty. After years of illness, detours, and navigating the noise of modern wellness, she returned to writing with the firm belief that stories—like people—don’t have to be perfect to matter. She publishes under multiple pen names and drinks more goat milk than you’d expect.

Thursday, April 30, 2015

NaPoWriMo Day 29


Today's prompt on the NaPoWriMo Facebook page was to write a poem to yourself as a child.

Some people can't love
because they don't know how
they hate everything about life
because it causes them pain and strife
an ill-fated heritage to their offspring too.

I cannot answer
why some are born to those
into darkness and despair
while others receive the gift of better emotion
and devotion
from day one
while you got none.

Yet, know this
any life given, even though hard and dark
is better than the alternative
when old enough
make your own way
break the cycle
learn to love
and pass it on to your children.
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