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Jen May 2019
And I ask you
Are we equal?
Can I walk the street without being questioned
Without being watched
Will they see my name and give me the job
I am so qualified for
Can I drive my car without seeing red and blue
And then red
With blue lips I ask
Can I survive in the world you are alive in
Jen Mar 2019
It is when I’m alone
That I find
I really hate my own company.
Jen Mar 2019
Words on my skin
Tightening of my throat
The words you shouted
And the things you spoke
Through your lens I’m
An object
Dangling
Taunting
Inviting
But I am a woman
Not to be used
Or abused
I shed your words everyday
I wash them away
I am not yours to be looked at
Or yours to be swayed
So take the words you have
strangled me with
And wrap them around your own throat
Till you suffocate
Jen Mar 2019
I had to learn
That no matter how loud my voice was
No matter how long I emptied the contents of my soul for you to understand
I would only lose my mind
And I hoped that you would hear me
Somewhere in that place your stuck In
And maybe you do
But I had to accept
That you would come out in your own time
And maybe that time will be in heaven
I need to learn to bear the patience of a life time.
Jen Mar 2019
And if I love I do completely
And if I hurt I do alone
And if you ask I’ll say I’m fine
And I’ll wonder if that was a mistake
But you can’t carry the contents of my heart
Without folding yourself
And that’s just the nature of your gravity
That makes it so hard to trust you completely
So I wait for the day
Where I can give my sorrows to someone strong enough to carry them
And they’ll know what to do with me.
Jen Mar 2019
And I vowed
She would never hold the contents of her mind behind because she felt she was less than divine
That every word that escaped the beautiful belly of the gold mine I planted in her would be expelled from the root at every moment she could
That her first words would be I know before I think
I can before I might.
And her voice would never drift off into the wind, unheard and forgotten
You would hear the harshness of her winds before you even turned around to see her because she is ten feet tall in mentality and in physicality .
Because I will teach her she is worthy.
So she doesn’t shy away into the void that is so comfortable .
So that her throat will never know a lump so large it stops the wind from blowing her music.
So that she will never doubt herself
Like her mother did.
Hey everyone I’m an amateur a huge one and I know punctuation is bad I didn’t edit it just looking for feedback any feed back would be great thanks!

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