Shinning sun
Wet clothes
Childhood fun
Concrete close
Warm sun
Breeze serene
Simple fun
Trees so green
Silly sun
Silly girl
Innocent fun
Pure pearl
Sep 7, 2025
Sep 7, 2025 at 10:22 PM UTC
I’ve grown a little older,
but not without splinters.
Not without nights where I bartered my worth
for a hit of approval,
a whisper of God,
a hand that didn’t shake
when it touched me.
I grew up in the shadows,
learning to read faces like maps—
trying to find home in someone else’s eyes
because I didn’t know how to live
inside my own skin.
I mistook silence for safety.
Pain for prophecy.
Love for anything that didn’t leave.
I folded myself into shapes that fit
the holes in other people.
I called it salvation.
I called it belonging.
But it was rot with perfume,
familiar like the cluttered rooms of my childhood—
loud with everything no one would say.
I searched in holy books,
pill bottles,
broken mouths,
and empty beds—
tried to baptize my wounds with anything
but myself.
And when I couldn't find love,
I tried to earn it.
Starve for it.
Bleed for it.
Be small and sweet and un-scary enough
to be worthy of it.
But all the while—
quiet as breath—
you were waiting.
The version of me I buried deep.
The one who knew how to sing
before the world taught her shame.
And now—
now I touch the mirror
like it’s a wound and a window.
And I whisper to the girl I was,
to the ghost still pacing the halls of my chest:
You are the unconditional love
you’ve been searching for your whole life.
And it was never in them.
Never in Him.
Never in hunger,
or hiding.
Jun 17, 2025
Jun 17, 2025 at 1:45 AM UTC
We've never met
And yet, I can see the sun in your hair
It reminds me of my mother.
We've never met
And yet, when we take a breath of air
It is in sync with one another.
We've never met
And yet, I can hear your laugh like a sweet pear
It is just like my big brother.
We've never met
And yet, I know you because you know me
Human and raw and alive.
We've never met
And yet, I fear for your life
It is nothing like mine.
We've never met
And I'm hoping your still alive;
It is war-ravanged, your home, in Gaza.
May 10, 2025
May 10, 2025 at 10:43 PM UTC
I can see the flicker of the digits
Right there, in the light of your eyes
My senses heighten and my chest tightens
Knowing this is only steam rising from the machine
I can feel the fear and my hand fidgits
Then everything is fine as we laugh
You cook bacon, eggs and pancakes
I watch Nascar not because I want to
But because it was with you
Oh how I wanted to be a daddy's girl
The morning passed and afternoon came
Leaving any hopes I had as a faint memory
I read the digits 00 : 00
You're throwing around blame
It hits everyone until their covered in shame
The fear is what gets me until I'm standing; staring
You always hated when I did that
My eyes following your red face and quick movements
I watch as hinges pry away, plates shatter and your mouth calls "brat"
Now I can understand why you are
But I will never forgive what you made me
A frightened girl with the concept of self worth so far
You filled me with hate, shame and self blame
Now I can understand why you are
My feelings are so unstable until they spill
An angry girl with little control so far
I am your daughter and my life is a landfill
I can see the flicker of the digits in my mirror
Right there, in the light of my eyes
My senses heighten and my chest tightens
Knowing this is only steam rising from the machine
I can feel the fear and my hand fidgits
Then everything is fine as I laugh
Knowing it's all just all a matter of time
Old habits die hard; my self sabotage
I shouldn't be wasting away my prime
The afternoon passed and night came
I can no longer dream of a better tomorrow
I read the digits 00 : 00
I cover myself with blame and shame
Just like dad taught me
Are you proud of me now?
We're so alike and so different
We're the bombs in our home
May 3, 2025
May 3, 2025 at 3:39 PM UTC
In the dark,
I shall remain hopeful.
In the hardest arc,
I shall remain soulful.
For the moon will return;
Shinning it's beautiful light.
For the sun does burn,
Throughout every night.
Apr 30, 2025
Apr 30, 2025 at 11:48 PM UTC
I am the moon
Woman and attune
I am the sun
Man and one
I am the lost
Wandering around
I am the recovered
Safe and sound
I am the aggressor
Baring teeth
I am the victim
Bleeding my soul
I am everything
And nothing at all
I am loved
I am hated
I am human
Only the sun and the moon
Can see me so beautifully
For when their lips touch
They are everything to see
And yet so utterly blinding
Apr 26, 2025
Apr 26, 2025 at 2:30 PM UTC
Wake up and I swallow
Instagram reels and dry pills
to help feel less hollow
Bite into tender flesh
sip on my blood coffee
their pain is still so fresh
New phone every new year
six marketable colors
screams fall on a deaf ear
My hair begins, thins out
checking all the labels
ingredients I do doubt
All we do is consume
no matter what the cost
dead families, no tomb
Wake up and listen in
They don't care about us
Money hungry eat skin
Nov 21, 2023
Nov 21, 2023 at 12:48 AM UTC
They call my name and I fall
Falling, Falling yes Falling
It has me feeling quite tall
You call my name and I fall
Falling, falling, yes Falling
I shrink to the ground, feeling small
And hey deadname
I hate your stupid guts
You ruined everything and anything
there's no one else to blame
And oh my God
I'm sorry for fixing your
mistakes
I didn't know you'd mind so much
Now people look at me differently
They seem to pray to you God
"Change her" they ask of you intently
spewing hate and judgement gently
It only hurts if it has sharp edges
Sugar coated pills I take daily
And hey deadname
I hate your stupid guts
You ruined everything and anything
there's no one else to blame
And oh my God
I'm sorry for fixing your
mistakes
I didn't know you'd mind so much
Colors cover my body and brain
Sticky thoughts, sticky hands
But I'm the one to blame
I treat the sickness you gave
Without your sugar coated drug
acceptance is what I crave
Aug 22, 2022
Aug 22, 2022 at 5:11 PM UTC
I always thought diplomas should be golden
Or maybe the papers that hold high ACT scores
For years you study and stress and hold in
All for these papers to decide your open doors
I know some who put their worth on it
Like this test is everything they are and will be
For a time, I believed that too I must admit
Truth is, I am not smart on paper and where does that leave me?
I spent to much time thinking I was dumb
I am a highly intelligent being just not on what they test for
My life can’t rest on test scores because I’d succumb
My feet would slip into the depths stuck underneath society’s floor
Apr 12, 2022
Apr 12, 2022 at 1:57 PM UTC