i am self-indulgent,
pity party girl.
the word confessional sits in my throat
like a sore
like a ****
i don't know how to speak
without letting it all fall out
and what am i if not
confessional?
if not the record-keeper
of all my family's worst sins?
how long have i sat
blindfolded
while my loved ones spit
horrible truths at me?
if it were not for my humanness,
i'd have died buried with all of it
eating at my heart.
so here i am, open-palmed
sin-catcher,
mouth unstitched for
the confession.
can you hear me?
Oct 9, 2018
Oct 9, 2018 at 3:54 PM UTC
i am self-indulgent,
pity party girl.
the word confessional sits in my throat
like a sore
like a ****
i don't know how to speak
without letting it all fall out
and what am i if not
confessional?
if not the record-keeper
of all my family's worst sins?
how long have i sat
blindfolded
while my loved ones spit
horrible truths at me?
if it were not for my humanness,
i'd have died buried with all of it
eating at my heart.
so here i am, open-palmed
sin-catcher,
mouth unstitched for
the confession.
can you hear me?
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