Come unglued
Come undressed
Come undone
Show me
In the dark
What you’ve become
Show me
Who you are
When no one is around
Show me who you are
When you remove your crown

Speak to me in poetry
Tangle me in rhyme
Dance upon my senses
****** me with your mind
Lock me up with rhythm
Make love personified
Speak to me in poetry
Wake me up inside

Letting go is hard, but being free is beautiful.

Make someone smile everyday, but never forget that you are someone too.

My body is still birthing,
But nothing is to show.
The little life that was to be
Left my body days ago.
My body is still bleeding
Like a casualty took place,
And I mourn the ever-lingering loss
As I imagine a what-if face.
My body is still weeping
Even if no tears are cried.
Despite the plastered grit and grin,
My pain feels impossible to hide.
My body is still broken,
At least that's what I perceive.
What should have been your safest place,
Instead leaves me to grieve.
My body is still aching,
Shuddering, and unkind,
Leaving in place of your still life-
A heartbreak for the rest of mine.

Even in the chaos, don't forget to love.

I am still learning to go back and reread my own chapters without the feeling of wanting to set all of the pages on fire.