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RIVR Jan 2018
i
i am not a force to be reckoned with.
i will not be crossed.
i have been crossed.
the men who have assumed my body is a public service
who have taken as they please
oh god,
take me away from this place
i have taken down the stop signs
and put up a traffic cam
i have barricaded my insides in shrub hedges
lacing my fingers with herbs
my words are my lock
my fingers are locked
when i don’t say no
look me in the eyes
and tell me that’s not what i ******* mean

say it.
can you say it?
i dare you.

do not touch the artwork.
RIVR Jan 2018
i am a song.
those who choose to sing it should get the lyrics right.

i am not an epic to be remembered and retold
i am not a hero.
it is not that simple.
i am the protagonist and the antoganist
a cause of my own demise
but i rise like a phoenix
burning, on fire,
but flying
with wings splattered in broken arrows
yet stained in the blood
of something bigger than all of
this.
RIVR Jan 2018
i have no name.
i have no name because i have many names
and not one in particular belongs solely to me.

i am a nameless, faceless creature
yet i breathe atmospheric oxygen like all other things
i am strong
and pure
and weak
and dangerous
i don’t know which to be
sitting in the passenger seat of my beat up chevy
RIVR Jan 2018
i took a pill from a stranger
it took me to the gateway of the vortex in which my memories lie
a whirlpool of oblivion, a black hole full of strangeness and lethargy
my legs did not want to step in
but my mind wondered,
are these memories
or deja vu?
do I already know the answers
or have I yet
to live them
RIVR Jan 2018
yellow roses
my soul wanted to be painted with them
soak their petals in water
drown me in the ocean of their sweat beads
i need color and sunshine
but i never did much like sunshine
the rain was more my expertise
i have always been tainted gray.
RIVR Jan 2018
The night I gave up
I didn't frown
I didn't cry
Not a tear fell on my cheek
I spoke with ease.
I bent the bars of my prison
And I escaped
I walked the streets and shared my love
Barefooted, dressed in my imperfections
I wore my flaws on my sleeves
My heart in my throat
I held my dreams in the palms of my hands
For any stranger to follow
Like pieces of myself, I gave them away
So that I might not be forgotten
So that I might continue to live
Even when I'm not breathing
Even when my lungs are drenched in river water
And I march to the other side
To the slowing beat of my heart
I walked until my toes felt the cement curve
Then, I knew it was the end.
My eyes turned black
Black as the night
My soul dark as the mascara on my ******* eyes
My heart like stone
Fallen
And scattered.
The soles of my feet burned
From the coals I'd stepped on
Walking through hell
Bringing a little back with me
Scorching the grass beneath me.
I shredded cities and they stared at the monstrosity that was left inside me.

I looked back at all that I had left behind
And down at all that I had left
I smiled
Because every piece I had given away
Was glowing.
I was angry, but I was free
My purpose was finished
Maybe not completely
But it was all my fragile soul could take
So I turned back towards the water
And I
Jumped.

— The End —