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Oct 2013
i was too afraid to join the crowd
so i pulled my skin off
i wanted to be closer to the music

i went around alone last night
i wanted to feel myself moving
i wanted to hear my breath
and swing my arms without fear of gracing anyone else's hands

and i went
without sexuality and without consideration
there was a little fear
but mostly just me and the music

the body i took to bed last night
was so unbelievably my own
the shackles of social constraint were only marks left on my wrists
signs that i'd overcome girls and ***** and cigarettes

all else was faceless
except the music.
Written by
Allison Charde
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