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Jul 2018
I feel like a destroyer
A dominant domain
Under siege
Attacked
On the left side of my brain

I feel words being
Taken from my soul
And lifted into another plane

I feel castrated
While menstrated
Drops of blood
Pour out of me again

I feel nothing

I feel creative scars
Trying to mend
Trying to help
But I won't let them in

I'm scared I won't be able
To block all the negative out
Which is intrusive and invasive
And never seems to stop

I feel soulful
Joyus
Loved
Alive

Until
The bread crumbles
In to rye
And I cry

Then I'll heal
Then this pain
Won't penetrate
My atmosphere

My heart
Has been lost
Kept under wraps
If softened
Then what happens next

If looked at
What will I find
Deepened rivers
Opened wide

Gushing
Rushing
She knows who she is

Understood
Misspoken
The real is here again
I must end
To be continued...
Karisa Brown
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Karisa Brown
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       Timur Shamatov and Jamadhi Verse
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