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Asiah Mangham Jul 20
I’m not sorry you couldn’t find a blessing in me
I’m not sorry you couldn’t find peace within me
I’m not sorry that I lacked what you needed
I’m not sorry that I ain’t who you wanted to be with
See, my Ebonics starts to increase when I feel deceived
My voice starts to increase when it feels weak
My presence starts to decrease when it feels defeated
Now, you tell me if I ain’t who you want to be with
Know me
Ankita Gupta Jun 9
A thousand steps
A hundred ripples
Hurried heartbeats
A leap of faith

A journey from "it's me to that's me"
lovelywildflower Sep 2018
I apologize that I have been absent
My mind has been running away from me
and I keep losing it
I've been chasing it this whole time
I cannot lose myself again
I'm sorry

I apologize that I have been absent
My lungs have been full of aching sadness
and it's hard to breathe
I've been taking deeper breaths
I cannot let myself drown again
I'm sorry

I apologize that I have been absent
My body is too weak to move
and I don't know where I am half the time
I've been trying to connect with it
I cannot let myself slow down again
I'm sorry

I apologize that I have been absent
My demons decided to hit me hard
and hid away the part of me that loves
I've been trying to find my feelings
I cannot view the world feeling nothing again
I'm sorry

But in the end
I shouldn't have to apologize for any of this
I'm trying to be okay again
I don't owe anyone anything
Brooklyn Beverly Sep 2018
One day you'll see me.
I'll be the girl that illuminates your world Everything will be in perspective
A gleaming stream filtered with deception
A disillusion filled with remorse
Because when you finally see me I'll have left a long time ago
What you see, It's just a projected memory of me slipping through your grasps
I'll flow through the fingers that once confined me
You lost my worth but don't worry it's in better hands
Ash Apr 2018
Wash away my sins
Im the devil in the angels garden
unbound me from this guilt
I am creation of my own catastrophe
I will let my scars bleed dry
I will my screams suffocate the silence
I will embrace the my wild and burn for my truth.
Scarlet Rose Apr 2018
Sorry isn’t enough.”

I know.
But it’s all I have.

Maybe it is better to stay silent
Than to give an apology
That isn’t enough.
silas Apr 2018
i'm sorry
that i don't fit
your definition of male.

i'm sorry
i don't have testosterone
running rampant in my veins
i'm sorry
i don't have a bulge
like the mound on a hill
i'm sorry
i don't have a flat chest
acceptable enough to expose in the summer

i'm sorry
you can't begin to understand my heart
before judging my body.
i'm sorry
you were raised to define a man
by what's in his pants.
i'm sorry
you would rather spend your life
invalidating me
and so many others
than open the doors
that beg for a chance

but i
am just as much of a man
as the next guy.
to empower trans people all over the world.
Bella Dec 2017
Dear boy in my science class
who tries to turn every feminist word that comes out of my mouth into an
anti-man statement...

Dear old man at church
Who thinks my ‘pretty mouth’ moves too much...

Sorry, not Sorry

I know you're afraid
that opening my lips
might release some of the secret you keep locked up in a box,
garded with watch dogs, and mouths paid to be quiet

The secrets of oppression and hidden equality
Secrets of the girls you shut up
And degraded until they stop asking you to stop.
Until they couldn’t muster the energy to squirm out of your grip
To stand

I will scream out your fears
I will open the latch
Pass out your secrets like flyers to everyone who will take them in
Who will listen

Maybe I’ll tell how you didn’t listen
How you never-listened
You always took what you wanted and ran

Laughed if we threatened to tell
Said no one would listen

Guess what,
Everyone’s listening.
I have all ears on me.

And I am standing here,
Slingshot in hand
Aimed at you giants
At you monsters
Ready to shoot you down with a single shot.
Sometimes, I feel bad for what went on between us.
But not for the love, not for the work, not for the trust.

Not for the grief, not for the fights,
Not for the days together, not when we were apart for nights,
Not for the movies, not for the songs,
Not for the dances, not for the times we talked all night long.
Not for the times you opened my mind, and as I hope I did your,  
Not for crying with you, when I was bare to my core,
Not for what I said, though not always kind,
Not for the hours holding you, comfy thoughts in mind,

So I guess I’m only sorry for how it stopped.
How the heartbeat did not flourish, but pittered, and dropped.
And though I still do, and will, think of our time we had,
I hope eventually you can too, and be glad.

Glad for the experience, the relation formed,
Glad for the feelings, two hearts warmed,
Glad that it lasted, as long as it did,
Glad that it ended, true feelings un-hid.

I venture forward, changed by you,
And lastly bid you, softly, adieu
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