You take that **** thrusted upon you
You pick out the nutrients from that compost
And make it work in your favour
Grow from it
Because
Because god ******* ****** you're worth more than this
And you know it

Root yourself
Anchor using your values
Build that steady foundation

Then take it from the bottom up
Defy gravity
Chasing the sun

And after your beautiful bloom
You will die
But not in vain

Others will stem from your knowledge left behind in the soil

Waves,
they wash
they wash away the tide I'm in
perturbing past abandonment
cleansing out the forgotten winds.
My sins,
cradled deep,
are nestled safe in restless sleep.
Eyelids peeled wide,
white flags torn down,
in hopes
of a sudden
effort to drown out hazy sound.
They've crawled on under
the bridges
bridges you've torn asunder.
Glancing from left to right
might lose the sight,
of offerings gifted within mid-flight
to escape the reign,
of cold misguided precipitants
the forays of hazed and dazed miscreants
with glossy eyes,
ever assuming gazes
of awful, mixed reused phrases
calling my name.

Ink your skin,
hope you win,
marked forever,
well until your skin rots away anyway,
you have a tattoo,
painted in blue,
filled in with colour,
Celtic bands.
Stone angels and names.
taint your skin not with a name,
of a lover as relationships fail,
skin never recovers,
much regret,
claim insane,
insanity of youth uncouth,
want to be tagged with the name of  a lover?
(C) Livvi

darling,
you may have the urge
to harm yourself with that
little piece of metal
but please, put it down,

you feel worthless and scared,
unloved and imperfect.

but you arent,
trust me.

youre perfect to me.
so please, put that worthless piece
of metal down before its too late.

I cannot fight life
to live a life
given
This one life
this one time
to live
Before death
has its
turn
has its
mysterious
say
In this life
this one time
Given

you who stand
in the shadows
what makes you think
    for
               a
       second
that what you're doing is okay?

you do not gain power
over me
        her
        him
        anyone
by standing in the shadows
calling to those
who walk the streets

what we wear
does not affect you
...surprised?
the fact that I wore a  dress
skirt
shorts
jeans
sweatpants
heels
sneakers
CLOTHING
does not
give you the right
to comment on my legs
       ***
       stomach
         chest
      BODY
because all you are
is a voice in the shadows

so do not whisper
     yell
     grab
     touch
    OUR BODIES

for in the shadows
is where you are meant to stay.