blinded by the pain
i was grasping
for pieces i lost—
cutting myself
on the jagged edges
of the pieces i had left.
Feminist, Writer, Cult Classic
blinded by the pain
i was grasping
for pieces i lost—
cutting myself
on the jagged edges
of the pieces i had left.
If one day
My walls do fall
Will I be naked,
Or free?
I fill the silences
With thoughts of you,
For that is where you live now;
You were the first to say goodbye,
As someone always is.
Humans are rational beings
Who can rationalize their lies
And disguise them as truth.
The trees know
About the importance of
Inhaling all of the toxic things
It is given, and exhaling life;
Slowly
Letting
It
Go
Out
Into
The
Universe.
The clouds receded
Just enough
To bathe in the sun
And convince myself
That I am okay.
artwork by Shang Ma (www.shangmaart.com)
The stars keep me company
In the dead of night,
For they are dead too;
Ghosts of galaxies,
Cemeteries of civilizations
Never known;
And so I whisper my secrets to them,
Knowing they are gone,
And by the time my words reach them,
I will be too.
Revolutions
Grounded in ignorance,
Fear
And hatred,
Nourished by the ignorant
Fearful
And hateful
Will never flourish,
And always
Inevitably
Fall.
You can invest
In the land and the seeds
And the tools for the trees, but
Unless you invest your
Time,
Nothing
Of
Consequence
Shall
Grow.