Bridgette

Bridgette Sep 21

Eyesight

What do the people see,
If it’s not me then who could it be,
Locked behind bars like a bird in a cage,
Or a lioness that cannot be tamed,
And yet y’all locked her away,
Not letting her glow when she walks through a crowd,
Of crowded people who looked at her strange,
Just cause she made a little mistake.

What do the people see,
If it’s not me then who could it be,
A wall that separates all,
From the truth than make up and let’s her fall,
Y’all bounded a queen who was ready to jump,
And yet she suffered all that alone,
Not telling a soul who was willing to listen,
Instead you just told and told her to pay more attention.

What do the the people see,
That seems clearer to me,
A diamond stuck in a rough surrounded by rocks not yet turned into sand,
A figure that stepped in so many gold who refuses to bow down to demands,
And yet stands tall when pressured,
Not giving a **** who you guys make her to be,
I will not bow down to your command.

Bridgette Sep 10

Untitled

You say that you’re fine but are you really,
Lost through the vines, can’t see clearly,
Blurry lines clouds your vision, and yet,
You tell me you’re fine but I don’t believe in your lie.

I don’t believe in your lie cause I’ve been through the same story,
I’ve been through them all but,
I’m still climbing,
Walking in a blizzard I walk forward without a flinch, but as I walk,
There are scars and bruises all over my bare skin.

There are arrows and swords,
Tapes and tight bandages,
There are tear stains and closed lips that’s been through the same damages, but the words of “I’m sorry”, I can’t just say that,
Cause there’s more just “I’m sorry”,
That’s been through the same pain.

I know that “I’m sorry” just doesn’t cut it,
There’s more to apologizing than words on a text message,
But saying it in person,
Now that’ll be a real trigger,
How am I supposed to come out and say it,
When you’re the one who’s always getting flustered?

How can I approach you with a face that’s about to cry,
When I’m dealing with the same issue just vise versa? Like two loose ties,
I get it, you’re done with me cause I’ve said some harsh words,
I would be done with me too,
More like saying, I’ll shrivel up and die,
But I won’t cause that just means I’ve givin up on life.

Saying “I’m done” has a lot of meaning,
But do we really have to be done, can we sow back the puzzle?
Can we talk about the issue instead of pretending like it didn’t fizzle?
I hate having to see you and you’re breaking down in clear view,
Only cause one look my way sends you down one, long rollercoaster ride and you hide.

You say that you’re fine and you ask if I’m okay?
I reply with a “idk” and you ask me why,
I reply with “because you’re fine” and I don’t like hearing another persons lies.

Bridgette Sep 5

Fragile

I bare my soul for everyone to see,
To see the rawest parts of me so they don’t claim me as being weak,
I write poems to bring out the side of me that doesn’t… or better yet,
deciding not to speak,
I write in riddles hoping you’ll understand my beast,
Sensitive and kind but also overwhelmingly divine,
Beneath lock and key, lies a person so heavenly fragile from mankind,
That once the chains break and reveals what’s inside,
You wouldn’t want to be near someone who always finds a reason to make you cry.

Bridgette Sep 5

Stuck

I think I lost my will to fight,
I lost my way of the start line to finish,
I lost my will to give it my all,
Able to continue the work I was “given”,
Filling my bones with kryptonite,
Unable to tap into my creative side,
Not being able to think of the positive side of my outcomes,
Instead my mind is empty,
My body is weak,
My eyes bleak…
My decisions are obsolete.

#beingstuck #life #overthinking

Bridgette Sep 3

Keep Calm

Breathe in,
Breathe out,
Trying to calm these butterflies inside of me,
By focusing on something else entirely…
Whenever this happens I feel so uneasy,
This, for me, is never a good feeling,
Something bad always interferes with me,
My peace,
Only because I decided to reach out, finally,
But no words were sent back just straight up ignoring me which is understandable,
I did leave a bad taste in his mouth,
Which lead to a misunderstanding.

Bridgette Aug 30

Ignite

My mind is like a prison,
My heart acts the same,
Except it’s covered in locks and chains,
Deep down where there’s less pain…but my soul it’s like an oven,
It only burns when I’ve grown cold,
Unfreezing the best parts of me,
That I let drift away…

Bridgette Aug 30

Adrenaline

Have you ever wondered what it would feel like to hold your breath for about an hour?
Telling yourself “I’ve done the best I could, I just want it to be over”

Have you ever tried to sit on the ocean floor and hold your breathe underwater?
Telling yourself “if I go up for air I won’t be giving up but wait til I’m a little bit older”

Have you ever stared into at a bon of fire for hours without looking away?
Like it calmed your senses to overthink or withdrew you from going out.

The more I think about these things,
The more I think that life gets shorter every day,
So it’s by now I dig my own grave by trying to live my best life everyday.