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May 2016
I wake up and run
Phrases and moments echo all around me
Slither and crawl like the anacondas I dreamed of
In my windowsill as a child
Flying high and wrapping around my ceiling
I get back in touch with the little girl I once was
As to stray away from the bitterness.

Polka dot dress
Mama twirled me all around Alabama
My brothers friends chased me
But really, I chased them
I dreamed so high so free
Grew up with a black eye
A black eye of rebellion.

I don't know why people gotta be so cruel
But they send goodbye hand emojis
And act as if we all meant nothing
But I ain't got no part in it all
My art transcends toxic human interaction.

I blanket my eyes wide closed
With nothing but blackness
At night, because its the only way to silence my mind
My thoughts, my inner demons
A strong voice makes me think differently
He doesn't play devils advocate for
Dice and rats
He does it because he has everything
To fight for.

9am
I've already been very productive
I sway and curly my octopus hair
Who knows what today will be like
But lets strive for goodness
A stealthy, relaxed partnership
My eyes take up more and more space
I release ill feelings
Let em' hate
Because they only wound their own hurting hearts.

May.
Its May
I thought deeply in the shower
As tears wanted to erupt
I have so much to pay for
And so much comes
I rise and rise
As Maya Angelou would advise
Dear woman
Above
The flames
The sea
Above it all
Not with my nose upturned
But with humble heart beat.
OnwardFlame
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OnwardFlame  Los Angeles, CA
(Los Angeles, CA)   
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   --- and ryn
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