the purple bags under her eyes have to tell you something
the way her sad eyes have sunken in
the way her hair is always in knots
the way she has nearly stopped eating
the melancholy way she sings
the way she is always wearing sweats in eighty degree weather
how she hides behind a hood
and yet people don’t notice how devastatingly beautiful she is they don’t notice the way she laughs how far and few between they are and when she smiles it seems she hasn’t smiled in decades how sometimes she walks into school with black streaks down her face or red welts and a dark bruise on her cheek
because you don’t bother to notice you’re so caught up in the future and smiles and happiness you don’t notice the things happening around you someone is crumbling someone is shattering someone is hiding behind a smile someone is cutting their wrists they’re suffering they’re dying
how is it that you can’t see it?
Be kind. You never know how much someone is suffering. I have a friend who used to cut and had been for two years and I had no idea about it until she nearly died.
in today’s time and age young women and girls are oppressed by men who can’t control their urges in their early lives they are taught to obey to obey their parents and to obey men we are taught to stay quiet
their fire is stomped out as soon as possible and later in life when a drunk man at a party or a crazy man at a bar or any person along those lines is using them as a toy and touching them in ways they don’t want
they won’t say no because they have been taught to be obedient and to stay quiet
school teachers parents adults most people they tell us to be ourselves but then they discriminate against all of us
if two best friends of the same *** embrace children and teens will say “that’s ***” and what if it is?
I thought we were supposed to be ourselves
if someone does something weird crazy ****** it’s “*******” do you know how rude this is to people who can’t help that they were born with extra needs?
if someone has tattoos they may not get a job because something important to them has been etched into their skin permanently and you don’t have the capacity to understand it
if someone is kind or talented or smart you are immediately intimidated because you can’t handle it if someone is better than you well let me tell you this: there will ALWAYS be someone better than you
if a woman is strong divorced or making it on her own you make up rumors about them to bring them down because you think they need a man to support them
if a young girl is confident defiant persevering you squash her spirit so she won’t make it so she can’t say no
if she is curvy you tell her to lose weight but if she’s skinny she needs to fill out
if they’re dark they can’t be trusted and will be judged just because of the color of their skin
This is all Bull ****
these people are no different than you and yet you push them down
and all the while you’ve been telling the population to be themselves.
my side pressed to yours my thigh pressed to yours my head on your shoulder your dad was sitting on the couch a few feet away from me my skin underneath my clothes was tingling anyway
your sister and her friends were across the room talking and laughing there were people around us yet my heart still raced from just being in your presence i felt like we had shut the world out like we were alone
my hand inched toward yours but I was unsure unsure even though I felt home because i was with you my knuckle brushed yours and i got even more nervous i heard you reciting the lines in the movie
i laughed at you looked up you were already staring down at me
your eyes full of love
still time froze blush a little laugh
smile your smile oh my god
i leaned my head back on your shoulder my heart raced even faster
i moved my hand again moved so it was beside yours two of my fingers curling under your hand stilling
brushing against your palm you slid your hand over mine intertwined our fingers
heat love intensity filled me overcame me
my eyes closed
you held it tight it felt like forever yet it was only a few minutes that was suspended in time
Hello, Earth How are you It's been a while since we've really talked I've missed you Have you missed me Of course I already know the answer to that question I'm floating slowly Away from you I hope I don't float too far If you disappear Who will I talk to? I don't have many people left All the others ignore me I miss you Do you miss me?
Metaphorical stance, Pluto is me. How y'all doing today?
You look at me And it’s almost as if You Didn’t Know Me As if you’d never cared for me Hate swells within my heart You You The destroyer You did not Keep Your Promise To grow in my heart garden You You Tortured You set things on fire Now it’s all ash And I think I see wings Peaking out of the pile
This is to my ex “best friend”. Whom I really liked and who also had a girlfriend but kept making moves on me anyway. He now treats me like ****. Good riddance, dude.
Cerberus She growls Prowling inside me Clawing at me from the inside Her teeth bared She clamps them around my heart Yanking me in one direction Then the other But no one can hear my screams However loud they are And Cerberus... She forces me to swallow them
Cerberus is basically my anger issues. I use Cerberus as a metaphor for anger.