Life · Poetry

I’m Not a Revolutionary

I believe in freedom
That everyone has rights
We are not all equal
Some suffer more than others
We are not all noticed
Some get praised more then others
We are made out to be animals
Some cages are more obvious then others
I scream
You scream
But not over the same things
I cry
You cry
But she’s crying for her children
And when I die
And she dies
They won’t remember

Life · Poetry

Money Talked

Sacrificed the people you loved
For a dream
And only offered them sorries

Life · Poetry

Avoid and Accept

jeremy-bishop-120791-unsplashI can run
Avoid people
But they’ll camp outside my door
Anxiety will build
I need to to face my fears
What do they know ?
Speaking isn’t crippling
Interacting isn’t exhausting
It’s all in my head
That’s what they tell me
It’s unfortunate that the fear is very real

Life · Poetry

Lil Girl

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A girl will stay a girl until she learns
She does not know it all
She does not have all the answers
The world is tragic
It will tear you up
From the inside and out
You are but a small and forgotten thought
One person in a stack of million for change
Do grow up little girl
See things for how they are
But don’t worry little girl
There is light
There is happiness
And it’s never what you expect
It doesn’t present it’s self in obvious ways
Take responsibility for your own happiness
All will be fine little girl
Enjoy naiveté
The world can wait

Life · Poetry

The Fallen

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Abuse comes in all shapes and sizes
I no longer want to believe
That only the scars we see are the ones that matter
I no longer what to hear that men can’t be victims
I want to be able to give children a voice
Women a safe place
Help for all
Support
And trust
Educate
And no more judgment

Life · Poetry

Sacred

Don’t trample dirt into my temple
Stop leaving scars on my soul
When I’m trying to heal
As I’m trying to build
My ‘me’ is important
My self is important
Your energy isn’t wanted

Life · Poetry

Scars and Bruises 

I can endure the heat on my skin
But not the way you burn
Enjoying the tiny scars
Not the frequent bruises
Rest in cruel words said during passion
After crying from ones said out of anger
I enjoy our moments of bliss
But can’t forget the loud noises and drowning tones that led to this

Life · Poetry · Pride

Pursue

Your actions should lead you
Never discourage you
Guide you
And push you towards success

Life · Poetry · Pride

For sale

I’m not for sale
My soul or ambitions can’t be bargained
My heart or voice can’t be taken from me
I never gave up my freedom

Life · Poetry · Pride

and . .

And people will judge
But never take the time to understand
They’ll laugh at how you feel pain
How you choose to heal
Your hurt may be different
But you still hurt
So cry if you need to
Scream if you need to
Cuss if you need to
And get back on your shit