a road in yellow woods,
carries stories and falling
dead leaves
colored the shade of burning amber
that leaves one scarred
and falling
but those very leaves break
the shallow fall
i take from grace
and how wonder
didn’t let me believe
anything would catch me and
my burdens.
and lead this horse to water and
tell it to drown.
Jan 18, 2023
Jan 18, 2023 at 5:41 PM UTC
how woman hood is
cups of ice
and warm hands
shoulders welcoming foreign tears
fierce arms grown
strong in the doddering heat
lift one to another
guiding a strange hand to a new one at last,
how solace rests on those fingertips
light as a fairy’s touch
to knit one to another
and let one carry one to another
like mother like daughter
Jan 18, 2023
Jan 18, 2023 at 5:40 PM UTC
of dollars, of dimes
this wretched skin
and it’s burbling contents
scarred over and tempered
just as delicate glass
meant to be presented,
gifted,
in the same way the sailor pays
his barges
if only for peace and admittance of entry,
may god grant grace soon,
so such chase of
inanimate, once-friends
and **** movements
that leave the most-seeing of
the three blind mice,
stumbled onto aching knees,
learn the language of pleas,
and bargains,
all once over again.
the way young glossy eyes,
once begged for someone to
stay.
i begged so many people to stay, yet my soul is the one making plans
while life keeps happening
Jan 18, 2023
Jan 18, 2023 at 5:39 PM UTC
tree roots
incur thought of
meditations on death and dying
how this fruit came
from forces bigger
than the demons in dreams
and how angels meant to leave
gentle kisses on
curls black as night
carved scars left for centuries
Jan 18, 2023
Jan 18, 2023 at 5:39 PM UTC
poetic license
and its somber awareness
tends to cut open,
tight flesh,
already scarred over
a thousand,
if not a million times.
that flesh,
finds itself home,
on tired arms,
aching legs,
how smiles fade to agony,
in the face of all its perception
Jan 18, 2023
Jan 18, 2023 at 5:38 PM UTC
crystal clear windows
colored in
with the rich green of the
dew-heavy leaves
set the place and air
for the likes of you
and them
to prance through
and tell me stories
and cautionary tales
in the few moments where our eyes meet
and I’m told the story of your
thousand cuts
that bled you dry
and of the stitches,
of the hand that holds the needle.
what may i be subject to,
except the long walk
to the bed that won’t ever heal my aches,
but i am stopped,
those dew-heavy leaves,
sing songs of sirens to lure me closer
and suddenly,
i find myself
in shoes i just empathized with
as i stand,
carrying the stories of 18 years
in the space from lash
to
lash
i see a stranger,
swaying alone,
stroking her cheek,
and as the sun
turns a dark streak, i see
how the sun sets in her eyes,
how its scalds her bones
going through and through,
leaving her
me
a puddle.
when people walk through,
taking traces of me
along with them,
for the rest of their journeys,
i keep wondering
what they have already lived through,
and what there is left to live
Jan 18, 2023
Jan 18, 2023 at 5:38 PM UTC
i got dealt all of life's bad cards
i wish it all didn't have to be so sad
so bad, make me so mad, its really hard
to ace class when i wanna race fast
life isn't a race but i make it be
first one to the finish line gets the prize
then maybe ill just cheat
get done first, get dead first, be happy fast
can't make it last
kinda don't want to, cause what's a life worth living when you can't do the living you want to
always being the follower but getting ****
on when you grew
she grew, he grew, i drew
out my life's plan just to find out
my thinking is under a ban
everything is controlled for me, "for me"
only thing is mine is the name that i carry
the one thing i can't ever bury
in this life
that is scary but remember someone will love you and the name that you carry
Sep 28, 2019
Sep 28, 2019 at 11:56 PM UTC
lately i don't have the space,
to be just my own,
to feel, to heal, to be known.
i've been hurting on a daily basis
but i really don't know how to face any of this.
Everything around me feels so real,
but it's the emotions i just can't seem to feel.
i want to wake up one day
and not hear the things they have to say.
i just want to feel, be real,
get love where i give love.
i just want to be loved.
Apr 15, 2019
Apr 15, 2019 at 8:05 PM UTC
i was born in chains
ones that only girls get
only brown girls get
only fat brown girls get
only tall fat brown girls get
only ugly tall fat brown girls get
only i get
Dec 13, 2018
Dec 13, 2018 at 10:57 PM UTC
i'm so young
so inexperienced
so childish
then why am i burdened with the weight of the whole universe?
why am i burdened with responsibility i don't know how to handle?
this world can be a cruel place but the people that are supposed to help guide me decided to leave
not physically, but mentally
i have no mama now, just a shadow of the sweetest woman in the world, one i used to know
my "dad" is gone, now remains just a shadow of the once powerful man, slowly drinking himself to his death
this world is cruel and i got caught up in its traps
now it seems as though i'll never leave this labyrinth
Dec 13, 2018
Dec 13, 2018 at 10:47 PM UTC