cracks forming in the windows fissures in my soul open spaces that she tore brutally inside of me the emptiness is killing me
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dearly beloved pay me no mind i’ll stand up again one day when the weight of this blues is gone we may not see eye to eye any longer
balancing act in the middle of life dangling six feet off the ground half-struggling against the darkness half-straining against the light cursed with enlightenment choked on the fruit that went down bitter stared down the barrel of willful ignorance and tried to pull the trigger dismissed the advice of...
Hello, everyone! Welcome to Sumayyah’s Book Shelf, and I am Sumayyah. Today, I would like to introduce you to “The Killing Moon” by N. K. Jemisin. Now, forgive me if I mispronounce any of the cities’ names or characters’ names. They’re a little different from what I’m used to....
thanks for the fire that you poured on me from the sky thanks for the browbeating you delivered to me when i spoke out of turn i opened up my borders let you come inside because you said you’d save my soul
open my eyes to blue skies beating heart and thoughts of revolution burn the blood of dragons sip a little tea that’s colored green with lemon and ginseng and clean my ankh ring laughin’ and thinkin’ they know nothin’ about me
it's kind of disturbing
i offer my apologies to those i will offend by saying that i hate the way your labels make me feel constricted and confused body alienated from my mind what if this world was run by me and you were the unwanted kind?
if i could live my life again do it all over in just one day i’d hit the ground running letting no unkind words lead me astray if in your eyes and words i seem to be unafraid know that the battle scars i’ve earned have been carefully buried...
dear mirror myself you owe me i paid my dues in blood where’s my change? you showed me things that were not real to see your lies wounded me whipping against my skin drawing thin welts of red used me abused me confused me mentally
Something fun! Kind of.. you know i tried my hand at love and came away with ragged nails torn and bloody fingertips and open cuts crisscrossing my palms my reward for trying to hold something that fought to be released
what you don’t know about me will contribute to your failure to surpass me such history that you refuse to see that directs my steps toward victory continuously underestimating me attributing my dreams to simple lunacy
it’s a sin and a shame how you mistreated me trampled on my innocence buried my hopes and dreams alive with no chance of surviving this harsh climate of suppression forcing me to swallow my anger my mistrust my complaints go unheard because under the weight i’m suffocating
lost my pristine wings when grace was rescinded there’s no mercy for the likes of me made to wander as a flightless bird cursed and marked blessed and clean i live among The Fallen and rest among The Meek hoping to inherit the Earth cross and crescent burned into...
when will we stop excusing the ignorance that passes for innocence the buffoonery that dilutes the existence of greatness within when will it stop