poetry

pause,

take me somewhere quiet

and sit with me awhile

stroke my hair and hum to me

and hold me in your smile

make the world okay again

and let me take it in

remind me of all I’ve yet to do

and everywhere I’ve been

let the sun come up once more

so things don’t weigh me down

remind me that this will pass

pick me up off the ground

let me see the world as good

and know what I live for

let’s just sit and rest and be

and not think anymore.

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poetry

#45

he says

“your body is not your own”

though in different words

so maybe I’ll miss it

and stay silent.

he says

“your mind is not your own”

though in different words

so maybe I won’t understand

and be quiet.

he says

“your life is not your own”

though in different words

so maybe I won’t stand up

and fight.

he says that I am

broken, that I am

useless, that I am

nothing, that I am

unworthy, that I am

insignificant, that I am

stupid, that I am

annoying, that I am

nothing at all

to him.

he smothers my words

with small, sweaty hands

and spews nonsense

in its place.

he will not listen

as our world falls apart.

he will not listen

as I am denied love.

he will not listen

as children are shamed.

he will not listen

as lives are smothered.

he will not listen

to the words we scream

in the gaps between his

hatred,

and I am terrified

that so many

just

can’t

hear.