I feel unsafe now, even though I'm not
in that place. He really does trump them all,
doesn't he - the bigots and fascists,
homophobes and racists alike. He is
going to lead them and unite his country
in hatred against us. We are becoming
afraid again, the lost and the ostracised,
so we will hide from the people who will
reverse our progression into the light and
lock us in the darkness of a conservative
world. But it will not be enough. They will
find us, they will shame us and they will neglect
us, sending us back to the fear and danger
of being free. They will tear our wings from
our backs and leave us to die, bloodied and
trampled, in the dust that is settling
on our "freedom".

The child
Uncovered deep inside
She cries
Layers of open wounds
Fester beneath
Blanketed memories kept
HIDDEN

A mother
Lost in circumstance
Fear attacks love at all cost
She won’t compromise
Her need for security
Over the needs of the child
INSIDE

I am the mother
I am the child
Same vision
Two views
I am the parasite
I am the product
THE UGLY TRUTH

Years of torture
Without knowing why
Answers bubble to the surface
And down I spiral
Through the rabbit's hole
In darkness and despair
I SEEK TO FIND

There I am
She is what they see
Through eyes like mine
As the child they be
Fear induced patterns
Without security without
LOVE

Kisses on the head and hugs,
that's how it all started.
And I never thought this would happen,
To love someone I could not stand,
cause you were colliding with me all the time,
but now I like you and you're so far away. So far that it is impossible to touch.
I keep the simple things that you give to me,
because they are important to me and now I don't know what I saw in you.
And maybe even know it's those special hugs that pulled me to you,
but this can't exist because you're too far away.
so this can't happen and it leaves me shattered.
I don't know if it's a true feeling or it's just a part time love but I'm sorry that it can't never happen.
Cuz i don't live in you but u probably live in me.
And at the end i don't want lose your friendship.
-d.a

Being with someone is finding
someone in the one to whom
You wanted to know for a long time.

I'm not expecting
anything, anything from you
no hearts or heavy breathing
no rage or anger seething
I'm only keeping
keeping track of
the pleasant days I see you
no butterflies and no I need you's
just air. the air i breath
and maybe right now
thats what I need