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Ruby Nemo Feb 2018
I should be sorry for being white.
but I don't look down upon others,
still I should feel bad.
for what happened in the past
somehow, I am responsible

they put me down
telling me I can't understand
all lives matter.
but only if you are part of a minority.

I should be sorry for being white.
I should apologize for the things I never did,
things I never said and never thought.

because just the fact that I was born with a different skin color makes me unsympathetic and evil.

the fact that I am white means I am stupid,
means I am responsible,
automatically places me in the wrong.
I am constantly reminded of my inability to empathize.

all because I am white.
who are the real racists here?
Ruby Nemo Feb 2018
journey like an opened letter
concern creeps through corners
monotonal lucidity attacking reality
speedupthevideo to pack the info
can't be left blank, must have some supplement

it's mental, more cynical
uninformed ***** take your seat
they'll tear you apart long before
you melt

seduction raises no awareness
my focus seems stable
has the fog gotten to your head, darling?
another explanation is deceivable

everyday operation is painful

sewing together your ideas into a DUMB PILLOW

you sleep on it, closed minded attraction

In need
Ruby Nemo Feb 2018
stepped on a crack
go back, please go back
reverse what you said
before he fled
can't sleep when you're in bed
take me back to when
happiness didn't depend
on your replies
since you lied
Ruby Nemo Feb 2018
engaging lucidly to keep you with me
waking, working, no thinking
until dark night arrives
opening my consciousness to be with you
Ruby Nemo Feb 2018
rage sounds throughout cottages
killer fists pass by
illusion of wrap-around porches
steps leading the blind

protecting profits
popping out of the armchair's left
morality looks like me

cartesian dances surround their eyes
cursing makes you credible
Ruby Nemo Feb 2018
Stage 1
barely noticed
consumed in habits
all work, some play
he came for pennies, not love.

Stage 2
experiencing a feeling, too hard explaining
mysterious woman
reappearing in the outskirts of his brain
thinking nothing of it

Stage 3
recognizes her stares
acknowledges her interest.
'how can I twist?'
he begins to play the game.

Stage 4
she is a beauty, will give her that
is it worth it? she has a man
wants to chase
but she isn't the one

Stage 5
keeps her hanging
straight answers are foreign
some day, 'I could have her.'
putting himself first
keeping his image
can't fall off this tower now.
Ruby Nemo Feb 2018
Stage 1
eyes land on you
can't afford to fall now
jokes cracked and feelings suctioned
must be a coincidental circumstance.

Stage 2
dreams being occupied.
vulnerable heart.
guilt takes over.
she longs to stop thinking of him.

Stage 3
maybe she looked
maybe she will wonder
but she has love, can't get hooked.
an undercover feeling seems no harm.

Stage 4
whole body pounding
it's real, happening
guilt turned to justification
her eyes find him once more.
once more, she falls.
once more, he is there.
a simple stare
a short word
she wouldn't dare

Stage 5
her time
perfect schemes, a flawless manipulation
optimism consumes her
but the train screeches
trying harder than before
confused
always worked before!
sometimes it hurts to get used
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