anger is my shieldmy own reliant thingbecause if i don’t want to feel somethingthen let’s get fucking angrya wicked bit of righteousness flows through meand i bear my teeth at the image i place in the mirrormy heart pumps and i feel something but also glorious nothingi delight in my vain wrath, striving for myContinue reading “shield/knife”
Tag Archives: broken girl
hollow
sometimes i am a huskfilled with false hope and careening controli wonder what it was like before all thiswhen this husk was not oneand i did not care
transgressions
she has sinned against us she used us both and took us for her own and only her own, no one else’s she gave me my freedom by taking yours that is that thought that brings me pain
triangle
i need to step back turn back my words restrain my feelings remember, just remember
sidekick
it is okay if you have eyes for her her chocolate hair with caramel streaks it is okay if you like her she is intelligent, the knowledge if a thousand generations within it is okay if you are in love with her it is okay that is usually how it is
why would anyone want to love you?
you have always been broken
careless
do not say those words that sentence you carelessly use when your own daughter wants her blood drained out on the floor
masquerade
it takes every ounce every single ounce of my being not to shake not to claw not to tear and rip not to scream not to unleash the person that i truly am life is masquerade and you don’t want to be the one to tear off the mask when the little dance ends
i remember every time
i will sacrifice all for you before you even sacrifice a fraction for me
mother
you ask if i remember i do, i remember the day and year i lost the woman who carried me in her body and birthed me into this world i barely remember her looks but i know she was more beautiful than all the stars in the night sky i barely remember her voice aContinue reading “mother”
a poet's confessional 