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aimee s Jun 2015
We've grown claws instead of nails,
and now they're tearing at our throats
leaving feral cuts.

Like a single atom that impossibly wants to split,
we're digging our claws into each others' skin.
Exposing wounds,
spilling guts.
"Careful, you might slip on 'em," she smiled,
not human like;
teeth sharp and menacing.

I did.
And now she lathers her hair with my blood.
A shiny red prize as she rises to the top;
a red supernova,
preaching about what is right and wrong.

Two atoms.

A miracle.

I sit down on the earth,
watching you rise, tending to my wounds.
And I tend, and I tend.
And I tend.

Heal.

Claws; I'm ready.

One day you'll dim and fall,
And I'll just walk away.

Not a supernova,
not an angel,
not a monster.

I'm a human;
body and soul,
and I won't let you waste my energy
no more.
Be kind to yourself; walk away from people and things not worth your time.
n.k.x
Kyra Tharp Jun 2015
My body is my body
I will do whatever I want
I will pierce whatever I want
I will get a tattoo where ever I want

I will do anything I want with my body if I please
Body confidence is the best thing
You start to feel better about yourself
And you are happier with yourself
With body confidence you will be happier
Genevieve May 2015
The red robin,
Something we now hear on the radio.

“Yummm”.

But when I first saw one I was so young.
Instead of a symbol, it was really there.

How rare.

Flocks of birds glided together as the red robin sat on her own.
They chirped and chirped all of them at once.
Like a noisy high school cafeteria during lunch.

It was so peaceful.
And beautiful too.

I couldn’t understand what they were saying.
But they had tones and tunes.

Above planes went by every 10 minutes.
The airport was in close distance.
Another 10 minutes passed then something caught my eye.

The robin was back still on her own.
You could tell by her demeanor she traveled alone.

Neither scared nor frightened by the other birds in sight.
But sat there in peace with all her might.
Kimberly Seibert May 2015
The days grow longer when you're alone,
Daggers sharpen, still stuck in your back.
The blood has drained you're left with bone,
And a heart that's vigorously turning black.

The headstones are plenty, plots they thicken,
Life grows sadder as people disappear.
The selfish coyote claims the chicken,
Before taking a glance in the mirror.

Love grows stronger for those who stay,
Remaining there forever by your side.
But forever is a word with play,
Tears come quicker having tried.

Laughing is seldom when you abolish the smile,
The more you think the less you do.
There is no cure, you'll find no vial,
Losing self respect amidst the truth.

The time you invest, do so with care,
Don't let the past hinder you with resistance.
Excuses are easy, hard work is the dare,
The challenge of your existence.
Janae Labree Apr 2015
I can't remember ever wishing I had lighter skin.
I was always amazed by the way they glowed;
all of those beautiful black women.
I observed other women, and yes,
they were beautiful too. They just....
Didn't have that "umph" about them.
You know, the way beautiful black women do.

I have endless people to thank,
My mom being on top of that list.
"Mini-me, you're so beautiful,
and don't you ever forget this."

Society is constantly throwing shade,
highlighting no one but the "Arian race".
Leaving beautiful black women embarrassed
and too ashamed to even look into the face
of the next pretty girl, and most importantly herself.

Spending countless hours comparing,
and harping on the imperfections.
Too big, too small, not good enough.
Never pointing out the features that she loves.

Let me be the first to tell you
YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL. And
YOU ARE WORTH IT. And
in case you haven't heard,
YOU SET THE STANDARD.

Beautiful black queens, and
Black queens in the making, This is your world.
Everyone else is just living in it.
Love the skin you're in, because
truthfully, they'd love to be in it.

Rock your crown with confidence,
I see you shining from afar. And
if you don't love You,
Today is the perfect day to start.
Antoinette G Apr 2015
Mirror,
Mirror,
On the wall
See how even the mighty
Fall
Struck with the blows of those
That know that their call
Will be heard by all

Mirror,
Mirror
With the glass you had
Long in the past
And nothing left
But broken glass
And empty frame
A visible reminder of your pain

Mirror,
Mirror,
Can't you see
You aren't the real
Reflection of me
You are the thing that
I hate to see
Knowing that I will never be
The real true me

Mirror,
Mirror,
How I've tried to be the one
I am on the inside
But at every turn
Someone was there
To push me down
To where I'd been before

Mirror,
Mirror,
Please don't tell
Tell of the things that
I have spoken
Unto you
Because if it comes to light
That I am not as perfect as I seem
Than I will be like you mirror
*Broken at the seams
Mehma Kunwar Mar 2015
You
Breathe. Everythings going to be fine. Don't give up. I believe you are okay and as beautiful as on the day you entered this world. Thank God you went through so much ugliness and didn't become it.
Towela Kams Mar 2015
Forgive me for my insecurities,
For hiding the very best parts of me.
Sometimes, insecurity is just a tiny voice that deceives you into hiding your perfections.
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