That  
was me
that told my Self
that  
it is okay  
to weep,
that  
it is okay    
to hurt
That  
was me
that told my Self
that  
it is okay    
to steep,
that  
it is okay  
to heal
That  
was me
that told my Self
that  
it is okay    
to let go,
that  
it is okay  
to give
That  
was me
that told my Self
that  
it is okay    
to breathe,
that  
is okay    
to live
That  
was me
that told my self
that it is okay.

hit me
hit me a little harder
I'll build a family
as you drag me across the floor
paint my skin
with shades of
lavender and roses
you treasure my bruises as trophies
hit me
hit me when you like
please never lay a finger on him
please never reveal yourself to her
hit me
I'll drown myself inside a box of flames
to keep my children safe
**** me
**** me if you can
hate me
hate me while you can
the day has come
I can finally breathe
ashes running into the sea
I've healed
your strong grip against my throat
I left you trapped inside a burning box
blessed to never see you again

now that I've got
my sadness flowing
like a river's stream
I've got a million things to say
a couple feelings I need to write about
I'm still in my day's clothes
I haven't cleaned up
I should sleep soon
this shouldn't happen
I lose
I lost my way
lost at sea
again
climbed a mountain
never came down

now that my emotions
are spilling out
like an open
bottle of soap
on the floor
slowly

I got a thousand feelings
I want to say

in hiding
I can't really say

I got hundreds of feelings
I need to scream

I must pick them up
stuff them inside a bottle

only lasts a while