Blooming flower

Darkness submerges our beings from head to toe, leaving a trail of broken minds and lost souls  Our reality is not one of truth or kindness but one of greed and deception  The brightest of us all cannot shine under the pressure of a looming black hole 

Her Mind is at war with itself Two sides of the same jagged edge Half yearns for peace while t he other craves destruction  An enslaved soul forced to bind to the will of a corrupt society Having no desire to make the decisions  Harboring the knowledge that this world Cannot thrive on the foundation man has built  

  This body has been beaten and bruised  Cursed and ridiculed  laughed at and critiqued underfed and overworked  overfed and underappreciated This body has been told more than enough that it does not belong  That it is not enough  That it is too much  This body has learned to feel threatened by the presence of others  This body has been taught pain  How do I begin to search for peace in a space that has never known it? How can I ask this body for the love it has never been shown?

  My spirit is free, she is who she wishes to be and I will never fucking apologize for her again

Face to face  The mixture of our breath raising tension  I wonder how you can be this close and feel so far away  These are the moments we never truly share Our temporary passion stowed away in a small pocket  Handpicked and measured by you, to the sound of my heart on your sleeve 

I'm looking forward to a better future I'm looking forward to putting myself first. I am hanging on for a future I know I deserve but continue to push away. I am looking for myself. You don't know her, but neither do i. She is waiting for her truth to be heard, she is waiting to feel safe in her home, in my body. She is waiting for me to have no strings attached with the expression of my soul. She is waiting for me to stop pushing her under the rug at the call of my name by another's mouth. She is waiting for me to stand up straight and yell my name to the universe because i am here. She is waiting for a time when she speaks and finally all of the words come out. She is waiting for me, And I, am waiting for her