Autonomy

March 13th, 2020

You twist my arm
Like I’m a plastic toy
I said I’m not a Doll
But it’s pain that you enjoy
You turn me around
Like my path is easily altered
But I can make my own choices
Even if you think I’ll falter
You throw your words
Like a knife into my back
You want me to need you
But love doesn’t work like that

Save Me

March 4th, 2020

I’m searching for the words
That can save a life
A moment of pure empathy
When things aren’t feeling right

No one can relate
No one feels this way
Empathetic to myself
Is not enough to stay

My Stranger

September 19th, 2009

Stranger in the alley
Venom on her lips
Painted nails
Red to the tips
It was so dark outside
But you’d have to be blind not to see
The hurt in her eyes
Shining so visibly
She was freckled in goosebumps
But warm to the touch
And deep in her eyes
She had been hurt so much
Years of pain live in her
She grew up alone
And when wanting to talk
There was nobody home
And her eyes spoke to me
They were words she’d never say
Everything she’d ever loved
Has been taken away
It’s hard to believe
All that you can tell
The look in her eyes
Showed her walk through hell
And her weak appearance
Was all too wrong
Because alone in an alley
This stranger was strong