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The poison returns,
It leaks through seeps and cracks,
Like a slime,
It lies in crime, dirt, anger and hurt
It instills itself in your cellar
In your closet
In your bed
It lies
It lies
It lies
Somebody, please press play
Tell me I can live another day
Some other way
Please god, please don’t ask me to stay
A call away is too far away
Fuck this bridge
Fuck this day
Or that's what it feels like.
Like you're just a corpse being led,
by your heart or by your head,
Exhuming your energy until you're dead,
Lying in bed, wondering why your mind is filled with dread,
While all the flags around you are bleeding red,
"Shh shh shh," you say, "It'll be okay,"
"It's only for today,"
At least you're getting paid.
Or was it played?
Pac-man sounds got you rolling over and over
Waiting to hear that man say, "Game Over"
Looking at your future like its a game of "Red Rover"
Begging for someone to ask you to come over.
Getting outta bed like a baby cobra,
Can't pick your face up,
Caught in the chase of -
love,
light,
the right to fight -
for your passion and for that stupid chance to shine bright -
like a diamond, you cut,
Kicking your own butt,
Placing expectations on yourself like a purebred golden retriever, except you're the mutt,
You were never supposed to be caught in this rut,
Now you're the runt,
Or that's what it feels like,
"You are the weakest link, GOODBYE,"
You think they will say,
You can't wrap your head around how at the end of the day,
You don't have a say,
It's just some dumb play,
It doesn't matter anyway,
That's just how it goes,
Know one knows,
Until it shows,
In your email
You're too female
Too tall
Too thick
Too healthy, too sick,
There's no way to know,
Is it yes? Is it no?
You just gotta show
And show
And show
You're willing to be patient,
to heal,
and to grow.
Ring, ring,
Who's knocking
It's me - are you home?
Long gone
Hello?
I won’t
I shouldn’t
I don’t
Dusted under some shelf
Over some wall
Under some place where there was space for it
Some place where there was space
Why can't you see me?
Someone. Please. See. Me.
What if I can't stop?
And I think you know what I mean,
Strange as it may seam,
It's hard to see through the smoke,
The invisibility cloak,
The too serious joke,
Wrapping itself around you and me
Caught in a choke hold and can't set you free
Risking it all just to be
Or are having on someone
Right now. Look around. Are you alone? In a crowd? Is there someone laughing out loud? Do you think they make their mother proud?
hit their brother
their mother
their sister
their lover?
Why do we teach people it's okay to abuse the ones we love?
That it's okay to hurt them
To hit them
To pinch them
To push them
To punch them
To choke them
To stab them
To grab them
Why do we say it's okay "they're just being honest"
Why are we taking their opinion as fact?
Why do we ask for their attack?
Why do we say it's okay
Why do we think it's okay
to say
"it's okay, they need to lose the weight"
"you look ugly when you do that"
"that's too tight"
"too small"
"too big"
"too tall"
why is symmetry equalified with beauty
why do you expect real words in poetry?
When did self-harm join our daily vocabulary?
When did physical and verbal and emotional abuse become an acceptable form of love?
1. You start crying in the middle of yoga class
2. You start crying in a JC Penney's parking lot
3. You start crying