poem
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I want to peel my skin off So I won’t be reminded of you I want to hide so the world won’t see my shame I want the ground to swallow me whole So I can disappear But none of that can happen I have to look in your eyes every day And not want
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Poison in my heart Becoming part of my art Reaching catharsis
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Please stop holding on I was never yours to have Reclaiming my soul
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You cannot leave me Dig down deep, you know the truth Because you are mine
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Change is in the air~ I just hope that the winds favor me.
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Someone said to me, It is so bad for your heart But good for your art
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A man said to me Memory stuff will haunt you I said, will it cease?
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I would wait for you Except you will always be Unattainable
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Someone said to me Paper is your violin A pen is your bow
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I was named after the strongest women that my father knew. Two forces worked their way through my veins. Two storms that could never be quieted. The ghost of one began to slowly break through my skin. I had been marked. There is no way to shake the weight of the dead from my skin.
Trapped In The Margins 