as i look at the stars, which i have found more and more attractive everyday, just like you, i see how they align. how they form patterns called constellations, that i have come to find as a constant in my life. they're mysterious and beautiful, just like you. and i want to learn more and more about them, just like you. you see, i haven't always been this obsessed with stars, but i also just haven't got out of my own head enough to see the beauty of such a simple yet complex thing, thanks to you i do so. no matter how far away they are, no matter how hard you have to look, stars are always there, just like you.

you stole something from me.
pieces of me I can never get back,
and all the others after you
will try to rebuild me,
like the toys they
played with when they
were young.
we both know that
they can't replace the
things you took.
they can't fill the holes
you made.
you stole my fire.
you stole my existence.
and i pray to whatever
god you believe in
that it burns you
alive and
ruins you
like it has me.

Dear Daddy,
Do you know what these men say to me?

With their
eyes and their mouths
when I walk on the street.

With a grin and a nod
and a look up and down.
A wink and a kiss
and a cat call heard from downtown.

With my skirt short
and my top
low,
It’s a cold world daddy
and no
doesn’t mean no.

Daddy do you know
how these men look at me?

Like I’m a piece of meat
strutting down the street?
With my head buds in
and my favorite song on.

I’m asking for it Daddy,
I’m in the wrong.

Do you know how it feels
not to wear what I like?

To walk a little faster
when I’m alone at night?

Daddy the world is my predator
and I am it's doe,
Daddy what happens
when I can’t say no?