As your hand travels frivolously
To rest on my leg
My quiet heart races
Then faints

Awakened, I'm dizzy
And I look around
I'm not where I was
This is different ground

In this dreamworld
I wander
You take my hand
And lead me onward

There are teacups of chocolate
And rainbows of cream
Pathways of gum drops
In this delicious dream

I weep happy tears
As you lay here with me
On this sunken silk
Made of soft candy

Like sunken ships
Our feelings plummet
Into the sweet sea
They had just met

They descend into peace
Tranquility and ease
With every breath lost
They gave a tight squeeze

From one hand to the other
Between cold lips
Sweet nothings were murmured
And their tale was told

Waves turned to flame
Covered in fire
The cold left quick
Flames the new squire

The minty swirls
Overlapped and smothered
The orange licks of flame
In the dimming light

Our bodies dissolved
On lustful tongues
Our cries were not heard
From our disappearing lungs

Not a single truth is presented to you, as actors, cameras, and green screens adjust the magnitude of your opinions, and attitudes.

I let her move in
Knowing where she'd been
It didn't scare me
So I gave her a key
It was going great
We made a wedding date
I just couldn't believe
She said it didn't feel right
So she decided to leave
And locked it up tight
Now no one will see
That its empty inside
Cuz she took all her things
And everything else died
So I try and I try
To fill this black hole
That is consuming my mind
My heart and my soul

While we stood by
And allowed others
To exploit
And degrade the earth
We are as guilt as they
We did nothing
To stop
The **** of the world
The world bellows
Out cries of help
It coughs up pain
And it’s too dry
To cry
We stood by
And watched
While others committed
Pollution and crime
Leaving stains
Of blood and toxic waste
Even God heart aches
The world has to endure
The human lifestyle
Until
One day
It will give way
Sending a message
That it had enough
Of our
Intolerable exploitation
Of The **** of the world.

Christena  Antonia Valaire Williams

men see me
little more than a face
legs
****
*******

to you
i am only a hole for you
to stick your **** into.

i am so much more than that.

i have eyes and fingertips
ankles and feet to hold me up as you kick me down.

i was 12 and naive
when i was *****

i was 17 and in love
when i was *****.

i was 19 and moving too fast.
when i was *****.


did you know that you ***** me?
did it ever cross your tiny ball of grey matter that i meant no when i said it?
that the look on my face was not pleasure
but pleading
for you to stop?

no, it may not have hurt my beautiful little cuntgirl
but it hurt the girl inside my heart

and she hates you

she never wants to see you again.

did you know that you ***** me once?

i was 12
on a tattered couch
reeking of cigarettespotandcatpiss.

and he pushed my head further down
until i gagged
and i gagged

over and over
did you know that you ***** me?


whatever reason.
whatever reason you gave me
will never
could never
heal this anger
and disgust.


i was 17
when he assumed
that i wanted his **** inside me.
and he granted me the favor
over and over
and i loved him too much to say no
but i cried
when it was over.
and i left him in his sad armchair
with his pants around his knees
and my heart on my sleeve

but no more.


i was 19
and i was no longer stupid
i knew that two weeks was too fast
i knew that if he asked, i would say no

i told myself, if he asks, i will say no.
i will tell him no if he asks.
i knew that if he asked, i would say no.

he never asked.

he penetrated
and shoved against me like bulldozers

and left me feeling so cold
with my head on his chest


but you were not the first
and you will probably not be the last
man
to see ME as a hole

for your ****


did you know that you ***** me?

you did.