Sometimes I get so good at taking my Lexapro everyday
that
my clit dies
How do you soothe a chaos that doesn’t know it’s there
I’ve been told what’s been done is too deep to repair
But I’ve made this bed and now I’m rotting in it
I’ve made this bed in such a way no one will forget it
How do you calm a fear that has every right to rage
It’s like taming the beast but making it still live in the cage
Sometimes the bars look so thin I think that I could break them
But there’s monster’s on the outside too and I’m not sure I’m strong enough to take them
So I’ll whisper to the chaos, sing it lullaby
I’ll beg for it’s forgiveness, just to get me by
If you see my four post bed out on the curb side of the street
Just know I did my best, but I couldn’t take the heat
The choas planted in my heart did not save to my memory
The angst and the sadness it caused just played on repeat
For reasons I was told, but didn’t understand
For pain that was caused, why is it always a man?
I was trained to feel the pain, I was raised to taste the anger
I was forced to go between, and I had no fucking anchor
I clung to whatever felt like a love, a love that wouldn’t leave me
That forced my hand to make decisions, about things that I was too young to see
And now here I am, with all the understanding
And the world is sometimes caving in, but I know how to hover with no landing
Everything I didn’t know, shaped who I am today
Everything I didn’t know, and what I had to pay
(A work in progress)
Did you know that before men figured out that it was their sperm impregnating us, they worshiped us and bathed in our menstrual blood?
Did you know that patriarchy is biologically unnatural?
Fuck this.
Silence is so very loud in the ears of those who need you to speak!
Neutrality is so very violent in the hearts of those who need you to love!
Keeping the peace can only keep peace for those who already have it!
That’s why I say something.
I’ve had many notebooks
This is about one of them
The cover was black
It wasn’t for school
I filled each page
Front and back
And by the middle of ninth grade
The notebook was completely full
Of the same sentence
Over and over and over again
“I will not eat”
I wonder who you are, really.
I wonder what you know.
Does it live inside you too?
How far have you been able to grow?
I want to know if you’re happy.
Even though I don’t know you at all.
Sometimes I almost >need< to know you’re okay.
Because, I too, took the same fall.
I haven’t looked to find you.
I hope you survived the attack.
Curiosity killed the cat they say,
but satisfaction brought it back.
So maybe one day I will know,
that you’re happy in the sun.
Maybe one day I’ll know,
that we have really won.
(Draft 2)
I am tired of wondering when they’re going to kill us
And I am incredibly grateful every day they don’t
I was proud to be an American
back when I thought we were free.
I really wont forget the men who died,
Who tried to fight for me.
I’ll still proudly stand up, next to them,
And what they thought we had.
There’s still no doubt I love this land,
I love this stolen land.
From the lakes of Minnesota,
To the hills of Tennessee,
There is fear in most American hearts
from sea to shining sea.
From Detroit down to Houston,
And New York to LA,
There is ICE around every corner
and a new nazi display.
Reincarnation of actual evil after it’s suspected departure in 1945.
Words for humans 