Nature has deemed fit to bless the female form with monthly...troubles
Once taboo to speak of
Many grew up ignorant of their own blood
Only that it's purpose signified
Their readiness to be sacrificed
Lower than cattle, owned, bartered
A son meant continuation of line, of name
A woman was an acquisition
Nothing more
Many a young maid, trembling on her wedding night
Forced to open her heart, her ****** body
To a man, hopefully gentle
That she had only just met
Let alone speak to
A groom preferred his bride
Meek and mild
Untouched by even her own hands
To know pleasure was to be a wanton
Nothing pure could be so passionate
When our very nature dictates us to be so!
Society views our struggle as
"Having come a long way."
How reprehensible to say such a thing
When we are still victimized
Underpaid
Objectified
Abused
The media flaunts only those
That are deemed "beautiful" by a panel of judges
When in fact all of us radiate
For we are governed by the moon
*Our very *** harnessed by her silvery pull*
Aug 8, 2015
Aug 8, 2015 at 7:58 PM UTC
Taking the extreme way out,
You can't always try to be killing yourself.
One day they say you'll have a wife
And a kid or two.
Well, whatcha gonna do when you find out
Life's the right thing for you?
Can drugs really mess you up so bad
That you forget the life you used to have?
Us, together, could have been a team.
But, I guess it wasn't part of your color scheme.
Babe, you know you will always mean the world to me.
Team "Angel Eyes and Devil in Disguise"
Could have ruled the world with their teenage minds.
Aug 8, 2015
Aug 8, 2015 at 7:35 PM UTC
We're the muted colors
The flowers that failed to bloom
You were beauty that never spoke
But you melted my heart too soon.
My heart is sticky in my hands
And the blood is pouring out.
Boy, you lost all control of your mind.
I see you smile right before the darkness take me out.
Jul 28, 2015
Jul 28, 2015 at 1:33 AM UTC
the heart i drew on the sand by the beach got washed away by the sea- just like how easily you threw away our memories together
Jul 4, 2015
Jul 4, 2015 at 4:37 PM UTC
We should not let our brain interfere with our mind
because what good comes there out of thinking
when you were somewhere inbetween floating and flying
in somewhat a third dimension of wonders, without moving an inch of your body.
We have the power to become and be nothing at the same time by just letting our mind go on adventures while our brain will distract us with thoughts and do we really want those when we at last can get a break?
We should allow ourselves to sometimes let go and let the fantasies take us to the inner places of space.
Our inner galaxies will speak louder to us than any thought that reminds us of what we now forgot to get at the grocery store or how we did not do our work properly enough.
The responsibilities are binding us forcefully together so we mentally can't move comfortably.
Inside our own universe we are only bound to be free.
Jul 4, 2015
Jul 4, 2015 at 4:27 PM UTC
Wild thoughts are running in my head
Can't hold them down;
They won't stop until they are dead.
Run red streaks
Hide their blue cheeks
in the jungle of my mind.
Hurry, faster
They will catch up
They stop at nothing
to rip your heart out
and expose every inch of your tar-like soul.
Take me to a doctor
it got me.
I can't breathe anymore.
It's gotten the best of me.
The dirty,bony hands
have grabbed me,
stolen me of vacancy.
It hurt my delicate
and poor
sanity.
Jul 4, 2015
Jul 4, 2015 at 4:25 PM UTC
Have you found the golden ring yet?
Have you tasted the embodiment of sweet heaven?
Find the paradise that lies within your spirit.
Jul 1, 2015
Jul 1, 2015 at 8:07 PM UTC
I will tell you
a secret...
Bury the past...
then you will be
Free...
Jul 1, 2015
Jul 1, 2015 at 8:01 PM UTC
Shielded myself from everyone else
No one knew where to find me.
You carved into the walls I built around me.
The stones said that he loved me,
it must be true.
He spends all his days out here carving,
who else is he carving to?
Jul 1, 2015
Jul 1, 2015 at 7:52 PM UTC