I feel I carry holes of scars on my back
I cry for the basic things
like people want to see me
but not know me
because i expose their shadows
their secrets inside that they don't
or don't wanna name
i have to listen to violent rheteric
and i have to bite my lip
to not say how I feel
it feels all consuming
I feel in pain all of the time in a soulful manner
a spiritual manner a emotional and physical one
I feel like all I do is grieve grieve everything
allow it to shatter all my past illusions
i was more than a body
i am a soul
i am a human being
I feel like what it means to be so dehumanized and in pain
My truth is not accepted
because it pokes holes in the others around me
so I try to speak up and out
but I find it so hard and belligerant
like holes on the sidewalk
poking through as you walk by
like others looking at you in shock
when you daresay that is morally wrong .
the world has gone in decay
and i am suppose to live as if everything is okay ?