Bound by my love
The wraps tied
Specifically where the skin meets
Scratchy linens these ones are
Although I knew they knew they would be
All tightly bound, save my wrists
Wrists damaged from years past
Entrusted to you
The tie slack and itchy, easily removed
If you just bound it tighter it wouldn't offend
We agreed- you were to bind my wrists
And I yours
Now you seem it isn't what you wish
Yours are bound but mine left loose
Am I to undo the rest or set you free too?
Aug 9, 2021
Aug 9, 2021 at 10:21 PM UTC
an INDIVIDUAL
unbound by standards set
a POWERHOUSE
driven and driving
a CREATOR
conduit of unabashed life
a LOVER
passionate and nurturing
an INTELLECTUAL
keeper of solutions and remedies
a MODERATOR
just and reasonable
a FRIEND
shoulder for tears, ears for support
a SECRET
unbeknownst and ignored
a GODDESS
being of unlimited prowess, divine, absolute beauty
Mar 19, 2020
Mar 19, 2020 at 7:55 PM UTC
Breathe in the exhale of the trees
surround yourself with nature
and hum along with the bees.
Run parallel to the stream
wade into the water
and get lost in a dream.
Lie gently in the grass
feel it tickle your face
and break away from the past.
Dig your toes in the sand
let it cover your feet
and don't listen to demands.
Climb up the face of rock
lean into the wind
and choose not to read a clock.
You were born for this, and it will never be taken from you.
May 20, 2019
May 20, 2019 at 1:25 PM UTC
The trees this time of year are yellow
leaning on the edge of green
and as the wave of new birth comes
the death remains unseen.
What we have under this sun
will not be forever.
Much shorter than we know
yet none of us are clever.
Nobody is the wiser
When time becomes the miser
Hung out on the wire
Dangling over fire
Not just for one more like for all
we are all witnessing the fall.
We pretend to be blind
not to see the truth
But the secret we hide
is that we all knew.
May 20, 2019
May 20, 2019 at 1:07 PM UTC
Trapped
in an infinity of struggle and hardship.
Eyes open just to see the whirlwind
and colors of our pain.
The world is shaded in blues and deep purples
like the bruises left all over.
Everywhere the hurt washes out the other colors
what was once vibrant grows dark.
Innocent, ignorant faces change
smiles melt into frowns.
Children grow too fast in this pain
the blue smeared on their sneakers.
We have to run
from the pain and the devastation.
Blue wind whipping your face
tears stream down from your eyes.
You're blue.
Jan 31, 2019
Jan 31, 2019 at 3:12 PM UTC
You spark my fire
keep me burning bright
when I start to fade you
add to my kindling
you whisper sweet words that
make me crackle with satisfaction
you set my heart ablaze with
every welcoming breath
You cool me down
you pour your soothing
wet words into my flames
when I grow too wild
your comforting lullaby
has me twisting in tune
dwindling down
into the night
But fires are born unpredictable.
One can grow alight just as fast as it dies.
Jan 11, 2019
Jan 11, 2019 at 6:47 PM UTC
We are the undesirables
they've tried pushing us down
yet we bounce back to the surface
see us on the streets, at the parks, library, or riding the bus
Our currency is cigarettes
because when all you have is
the monotonous cycle of the day,
those drags are the only thing that takes your breath away.
The undesirables
swim in the tank of society as the sucker fish
feeding on the scraps left behind by others
Driven to madness
they turn to an addiction for an escape from all the horrible experiences in our everyday "life"
**** coke, ****** norcos,
any of it would work for the undesirables
Forced into the stereotype and role that the free put on us, we wallow
we wallow in our own sickness of body, mind, spirit
while they laugh.
After all, we're the undesirables.
Jan 9, 2019
Jan 9, 2019 at 12:32 PM UTC
I dare you
Balance my words on the tip of your tongue
Ill show you how hard it is to talk
when youre numb
Ive been holding these words for the past how many years
These words will stab you and bring you to tears
Ive been through and seen things that would make your skin crawl
My words, they hold violence not a sweet thing at all
So i dare you to balance my words on your tongue
Now you will see what you will become
Aug 22, 2018
Aug 22, 2018 at 4:19 PM UTC
I moved my bed
To the other side of my room
To help my sleep,
To help me feel
Like that wasn’t where
I was violated.
You would think that in the months
That followed
After I truly understood
What he had done to me,
I would’ve run from the bed
It happened in.
But no.
I spent most of my time there.
I quit my job,
And slipped in and out of sleep
All day, every day.
I shut down.
I spent almost all of my time
In bed,
Letting my life
Pass me by,
Because I couldn’t stand
Participating anymore.
That corner of my room
Across from where I sleep
Still haunts me.
Thinking of what happened there,
Talking
About what happened there,
Makes me want to
Burn the sheets,
And peel off my skin,
Rip off the face he kissed,
And staple my legs closed.
So that no one,
No one,
Can ever do that to me again.
Thinking about what
He did to me
Makes me feel like I have to throw up,
And perhaps that would exile
The fear in my belly,
And banish the memories.
When I was a girl,
I tried very hard
To fill this room up
With love for myself,
I painting the walls
With kind words,
I tried to turn it into
A sanctuary.
He tore down the walls
Of my boundaries,
My privacy,
My safety,
And my dignity.
He stole it from me.
I spent over a year rebuilding
And taking it back,
I was doing fine.
I want you to understand,
I was doing fine.
I bought new sheets,
And new underwear,
I moved my bed,
I got new clothes,
I got new medication,
And a new job,
And someone who loves me.
I was doing ******* fine.
And now it’s all crashing down again.
It’s fresh
All over again.
It hurts all over again,
And hurt isn’t a strong enough word.
I want you to understand
How horrible this is for me,
But I know you won’t.
Aug 22, 2018
Aug 22, 2018 at 3:33 PM UTC
My heart
it aches for you
the soft linens of your skin
the way it envelops
my paper thins
My heart
it yearns for you
the white wind of your lips
the way it soothes
my black wisps
My heart
it pines for you
the pride of lions of your eyes
the way it penetrates
my blank stares
My heart
come home to my heart
Aug 22, 2018
Aug 22, 2018 at 3:30 PM UTC