Lillie_Jamillah - Hello Poetry

An open eye A kind face I am fire to warm you But I don’t burn you I light **** up I am quiet I am respectful I am hot So hot, I gotta protect you from myself I don’t show out I don’t demand your attention I’ll discard your fear What can it do for me But I consume In my own way Quietly My purpose is a mystery to you You who step on toes And necks In your convention You accepted particles, who didn’t have to grow Didn’t have to change it’s shape to comprehend the carnage Because you are the carnage And you warm yourself next to me As you look down upon me Completely unaware of how uncontainable I am I remain here for loves sake You laugh in your ignorance When you are cold and ugly inside, you always come to me and my tribe We warm you and we grow For those afraid of the dark who also shut out the light Sleeping in the middle I’ve compassion for you, but I am weary while you sleep You may never love me, but that is no longer my scar

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Mar 16, 2018

Mar 16, 2018 at 11:10 PM UTC

Lillie_Jamillah

But what do you do when you're mad?

An open eye A kind face I am fire to warm you But I don’t burn you I light **** up I am quiet I am respectful I am hot So hot, I gotta protect you from myself I don’t show out I don’t demand your attention I’ll discard your fear What can it do for me But I consume In my own way Quietly My purpose is a mystery to you You who step on toes And necks In your convention You accepted particles, who didn’t have to grow Didn’t have to change it’s shape to comprehend the carnage Because you are the carnage And you warm yourself next to me As you look down upon me Completely unaware of how uncontainable I am I remain here for loves sake You laugh in your ignorance When you are cold and ugly inside, you always come to me and my tribe We warm you and we grow For those afraid of the dark who also shut out the light Sleeping in the middle I’ve compassion for you, but I am weary while you sleep You may never love me, but that is no longer my scar

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Reminding me of death, or a closed door Sounding like obsolete Obtuse That word breaks glass, up against my heart Hurt knees ***** stares Pretty hot and tempting Covered in heavy protection and vulnerable as **** It could never be obsidian, a word of power beauty and strength I choke on the word Obese

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Feb 8, 2018

Feb 8, 2018 at 10:02 PM UTC

Lillie_Jamillah

Choke On the Word part 1

Reminding me of death, or a closed door Sounding like obsolete Obtuse That word breaks glass, up against my heart Hurt knees ***** stares Pretty hot and tempting Covered in heavy protection and vulnerable as **** It could never be obsidian, a word of power beauty and strength I choke on the word Obese

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I know this blue It is old Maybe ancient Changing shape but still the same I know these scars They are heavy with memory And cold from shame How many life times have we done this? How long have I been bleeding And how energetic you always are I am empty hands I am all screams silent and aching I the fool, all aglow with love Happily being walked across Accepting pain that I am always, Always too young to process and forever too old to cry about I am a pleasure best invisible And it’s best I keep my joy to me Less your hug becomes the squeezing Becomes the cutting off of oxygen Becomes the death nearly as cold as the spaces you have for me Why don’t you stay away So I can remember who I am

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Feb 6, 2018

Feb 6, 2018 at 11:08 PM UTC

Lillie_Jamillah

I Know This Blue

I know this blue It is old Maybe ancient Changing shape but still the same I know these scars They are heavy with memory And cold from shame How many life times have we done this? How long have I been bleeding And how energetic you always are I am empty hands I am all screams silent and aching I the fool, all aglow with love Happily being walked across Accepting pain that I am always, Always too young to process and forever too old to cry about I am a pleasure best invisible And it’s best I keep my joy to me Less your hug becomes the squeezing Becomes the cutting off of oxygen Becomes the death nearly as cold as the spaces you have for me Why don’t you stay away So I can remember who I am

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