Piecing together who I am with
Words composed of emotions
Doused from the pain of reality
No yellow brick road within these thoughts
Constructing images stroke for stroke
Splashing conviction over perception
Keeping these eyes dry
Dedication to leaving lines untouched
Capsized inside thoughts
Clearing the path for jigsaw pieces
Paired with the judgements of deaf ears.
Clouds of confusion
Injustice in judgements
Emotional strophes unheard
Overrated catch stanzas has stamped
Attention seeker who’re
Over the pieces of my peace
Misunderstood that her lines
Your healing too
Scribe from reality
Of lived pain
Sinking into the shadows
Hands dipping into fluids
Giving into the captor of written relief
Wondering why she had to chose me
Why we fell in bed together
Why this peace
Had to be calmness keeping me
In the realm of sanity
we can heal the rest
Struggling to make the left come with my right so I can make this thing write, like
Emotions finding their way to the ducts of Niagara
Releasing beautiful falls with colorful bended hope.
Striving to make this thing write linguistic forms of courage while hell engulfs life.
Teaching daughters with bronzed skin to strap up stilettos even while walking across hot coals
Ancestry too strong to misstep, keep your stride and be Maya Angelou just rise.
Pressuring my left to make love to my right needing to cuddle with a pen while leaving cum stains of lingering inspirations.
Sweet-talking my left to romance my right so I can make this thing write.
I just need to write.
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