#owe
I don’t owe my beauty to men.
The perky ******* the toned thighs—
they weren’t sculpted for your gaze.
Manicured nails, clean hair—
none of this is yours.
I don’t owe my beauty to me, either.
Look at me.
Ruin,
in the shape of a woman
you once claimed to love.
It doesn’t feel like my skin anymore.
It reeks—
of broken dreams
and promises whispered too close.
Look at me
ruin what you claimed was beautiful.
I hide behind my brother’s shirts.
I disappear into crowds,
like a shadow pretending to be whole.
My body stings
where your hands have been.
Every inch now
wrapped in a blanket of thorns.
Now—
do you love me the same?
Can you find the rose
that is dying
to bloom?
Sep 29, 2025
Sep 29, 2025 at 3:20 AM UTC
I owe it all——
to the words unspoken
to the flow unseen
to the poet-insanity uncomposed
to the tunes unhummed.
On the way.
Azure thee afloat
Drizzles, alluded not
Absurd me adrift
Dreams, awaked not
Ahold see alight
Drowners, ached not.
In the way.
Sep 26, 2025
Sep 26, 2025 at 11:13 AM UTC
I’m grateful.
But I don’t owe you sh*t
You have options, but wasting my time isn’t one.
Honey, I don’t owe you sh*t
Boundaries, boundaries, boundaries is what I praise.
I don’t owe you sh*t
You’re entitled to your opinions & feelings.
However love, come back to reality cause
I don’t owe you sh*t
I make efforts, easily
and yet again I say, I just don’t owe you sh*t
You want explanations for everything but remember,
I don’t owe you sh*t
You can’t even be accountable
yet you want a relationship - relationship?…
No baby, I don’t owe you sh*t
Sep 7, 2021
Sep 7, 2021 at 2:08 AM UTC
Everyone says
"Do whatever makes you happy"
Don't mention the cost of it though
You do not know the price until your choices
Come collect and tell you what you owe
In moments you don't realize
Consequences of what you do
Only after it's too late
You can see what would have been best for you
Some decisions too expensive
Until you get the bill you won't know
By then you can't go back and choose
Different directions to go
So bear in mind that every action
And mistake is a tattoo
No matter how costly our regrets
Every one we can never undo
Jan 27, 2021
Jan 27, 2021 at 3:08 AM UTC
I owe you my life
My wisdom
My talents
My strengths
My beauty.
I thought I knew myself but
I’ll never know me like
How you've known me.
And somehow
You looked passed the ugly
And deemed me
Deserving.
Pulled me to safety
Away from the edge
Inspired within me an urge
To give you my pledge
To serve.
When I thought I reached a peak
I was proven to be short-sighted.
When I was presented with the answers
My heart was delighted
And my soul lifted.
You are like the stick my stem is stuck to
As I grow tall, broad and straight.
You are the rope I hold on to
As I climbed and floated,
And you weren't bothered by my weight.
You’re a friend to me,
You’re the 'someone I always wanted'.
Heard me cry scream and sob
And you were patient when insulted.
And so I live by your mercy
As you've been exalted,
And I pledge to continue serving
So that I can prove to you
To myself
That I am deserving.
Nov 9, 2020
Nov 9, 2020 at 8:35 AM UTC
I think of the nights in your car.
Watching the stars.
I pointed out the ones that fell,
While you watched me from the driver's seat.
One night I saw three,
Set ablaze by gravity.
I silently wished upon them
For it to always be that way.
You telling me such sweet things.
Making me feel wanted and understood.
Sliding your hands through my hair.
Fingertips dancing across my skin.
You didn't pay attention to
The falling rocks,
You watched as my heart fell
From the sky and right onto your lap.
You were the one person
That made the world disappear.
Now we're strangers.
You've hurt me like I've done to others.
Past pain floods in my ribs.
I suppose the tears
Are just the ones I owe.
Feb 20, 2020
Feb 20, 2020 at 2:37 PM UTC
Ideally
Forever means
Don't give up
Rarely
It is let go
Let go
With blessings
What is not
Yours
Honestly
Nobody owe nobody
Yet
Love is love
May 30, 2019
May 30, 2019 at 11:45 AM UTC
I climb your wall of infinite disparities
I scratch my leg on your thorned stories
I cry my tears over your heart that bleeds
I'll lift up a thousand stones
I'll call you with a million phones
I'll give you all of my bones
For I smile every time you look at me
For I open my doors if this is where you wanna be
For I'll be with you whenever you need me
May 30, 2019
May 30, 2019 at 3:47 AM UTC
Give what you owe and take what you deserve.
No more no less.
Feb 9, 2019
Feb 9, 2019 at 12:53 AM UTC
It is hard to tell everyone that needs to know the same thing at the same time. Without sharing it with those that might not need to know. Follow along as I take you on a short ride
I care for many. I am friends with few maybe just two. I trust none but my siblings. I would give my last if I thought that you not only needed it but deserved it. We have all had the same opportunities in life. With your extra, you drink, drug and *** With mine I give to my children. I don't ask you for anything. We don't talk yet you feel comfortable opening your mouth to ask me for something. How dare you. I use to try to understand the thinking of everyone. I thought to myself, how can I help you if I don't understand you. I now understand that you are all about you. Uncaring, greedy and selfish. I am none of those, but I also owe you none of me. This journey has helped me to see that I owe you nothing. Does it hurt me not to help you? Yes! But for the love of my self, I will not. We all need someone sometime. But using people is not the answer. If it is not my sibling, children or real friend...don't ask for nothing! If you desire for things to change you need to change. Build trust, be there just to be there. Not because you have needs. I can't deal with over-grown people throwing their needs on me!
Jan 20, 2019
Jan 20, 2019 at 10:38 AM UTC
Don't loose gold for glitters,
So just know me,
before you owe me..
I will know you,
Before i owe you..
Dec 29, 2018
Dec 29, 2018 at 3:51 AM UTC
To the two boys who think I owe them something.
My heart doesn't belong to either of you,
and your spindly fingers clenching it
don't look enough like ribbon
to fool me into thinking that
my love is a gift to you.
To the two of you,
so willing to give me
your monthly allowances of text messages
yet not your loyalty.
For thinking that an "honest" apology
fixes me having to question why
just me was never good enough
for either of you.
You were both greedy,
you always wanted more.
Now run free and fill your stomach with all the flavours that will burn your taste buds and scorch your tongue.
To both of you for being willing enough to open my box with a key that I never gave you,
rifle through my thoughts and feelings,
and not even open your ears to them,
leaving the lid off
and the contents strewn across your floor.
For offering to help me pick them back up again,
but only because my "small, little arms" are not strong enough to carry my own weight that I've carried for
fifteen years on my own.
Here's to both of you for putting me down about being small.
That is NOT my fault.
I have a mighty big cathedral for a heart and a generous brain
and that's all within 5"2.
It doesn't make you any bigger than me
(metaphorically).
Your few feet advantage doesn't give you
the power above me,
even if you can see the roots of my hair in more detail
than you would ever care to observe
the fault lines of my cracked smile.
Boys are being taught that
to love me
is to fix me,
that I am some kind of messy enigma,
a project, a goal.
I'm just a girl with a family, a girl with a head, with a spiders web of veins and a lifetime of lessons that I'm opening my arms and my heart to.
You mistake yourself for a lesson,
when I'm fully qualified to teach myself.
You diagnose yourselves
as "depressed".
Mental illness is not an accessory,
nor a quirk to make you seem more vulnerable to me.
Don't brandish it in the air,
it is not a weapon against me.
It doesn't make you adorable,
or some kind of cuddly bear boy.
Everything that's
"killing you"
is just as toxic to me.
You set my skin into blue flames
because I won't give myself to you.
No,
no,
no.
I'm tangled in my rejection,
and it thickens.
I can't be with you out of pity.
My guilt, raging deep within my bowels,
marching violently through my organs,
exploding into a supernova of
thinking that love and guilt are almost the same thing.
"I'll do anything",
I don't want anything from you.
"I'll write you a poem because I know how much you love that."
I also love being respected but neither of you ever gave me that.
My craft is not a tool of trickery,
and your words not a trance.
"I'm not like him".
But you still act like my skin is a carpet to your home,
and you walk across it with muddy boots.
You think you're a blanket to keep me warm,
but you ended up suffocating me.
To the boys who think I owe you them something,
go home.
Jul 22, 2018
Jul 22, 2018 at 7:35 AM UTC
There's a fire in my eyes, and my fangs are about to show
You think I'm sweet and timid, not a mean bone in my body
But there are sides of me you just don't know
For within this aged body, lies a monster full of rage
He's only there to protect me from what people do and say
I'm afraid after what you are doing he is rattling his cage
If he breaks free I'm scared what he might do
He has no heart, so no words can make him fall apart, no deed can break him down
You think I'm weak for my kindness that I have shown to you
Now I'm asking you to pay your part, give me what you owe
Or I'll unlock the cage and fling wide open that **** rusty door
So he can stomp your *** kick you out of my life, making you happy he finally let you go
Jun 8, 2016
Jun 8, 2016 at 10:16 AM UTC
2 years old
Daddy's leaving
Mommy says we're better off without him
He can't hurt us anymore
I owe it all to you mom
5 years old
Getting on the bus
Excited to start school
Mom let me wear what I wanted
I made friends just being who I am
I owe it all to you mom
10 years old
Mom made me play softball
I didn't want to
I didn't know it would be my favorite sport
I owe it all to you mom
15 years old
Mom is really sick
Is she dying?
I better be strong, for her
I owe it all to you mom
17 years old
I got accepted to college
It's a private school
Only the best get in
I owe it all to you mom
Everything that I am
And everything that I will be
I know I'll be
a strong, smart, and successful woman and...
I owe it all to you mom
Apr 2, 2016
Apr 2, 2016 at 4:57 PM UTC
I cannot seem to understand those people who view others as a utensil, a get away, a fancy party.
When you are yourself, that is all you will ever owe them.
Even in grief, debt, and self doubt, all you will ever owe them is for you to be you.
Could you possibly owe them a lovely touch, a tender look, that's not too much?
Why of course you don't.
You do not owe them a night alone, a sweet word through the phone, all of you feelings known to them, you do not owe them a single thing, and if you feel like you do, there is a black screen over everything in your life.
You owe it to yourself to not worry about them.
Do not worry at all.
(j.a.r.)
Dec 4, 2015
Dec 4, 2015 at 11:51 PM UTC
You're giving up
I won't let you
I'm relentless in my conversational skills
You won't no matter what
You can keep pushing me away
But i will not give up on you, because you owe it to yourself to achieve better.
Nov 28, 2015
Nov 28, 2015 at 8:59 PM UTC
We thought owing this world
Would bring us to owning
Aug 3, 2015
Aug 3, 2015 at 1:44 AM UTC
You owe to play with sun
O’ my heart!
But it burns everything
There’s no effect of tear or dew
Me or you!
Apr 8, 2015
Apr 8, 2015 at 5:28 PM UTC