i am growing a garden
i tell my therapist
one with no gates or guard
one where people can come and go as they please

a garden where love is no where to be seen
just over flowing with want and need
and people with no regards for others

a garden where solitude and sanity are things people prefer not to have
and everyone is tired and sad

a garden where the flowers are used to violation and disrespect
and it's all they've ever known

a garden that is actually not beautiful at all
it is used and abused
but still looks beautiful to everyone else

a garden that is my body
now do you see?