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Back to life

Cracks and crinkles

It pushes through

You shake and you

stir me

I want to be cocooned


Blowing your nose

and after it felt so good

A relief

A breath

A peaceful inhale

I’m star pieces broken out of

the square

Kintsugi

A Taylor-Swift inspired

line

When deemed unworthy

they still wanted to take from you

You create individuals

You don’t create pairs

For your glory

My gut, my instinct

Will carry me (you) through


Having needs was my ‘melodrama’

You are both my saddest story

and my fuel

Because nobody is capable of

hurting me in the way you have

Leaping out of the box

Wanting to tell others

never to be afraid to not be

a ‘good girl’

Because the fragments of me

will become light sources

in wicked moments,

that are not even remotely wicked,

for little you

How very inconvenient !

That you can fly too

You are so much more than

all of this

There’s so much I need to

say to you

As if, deep down, trying to have

me believe it,

Years of boxed-in

It’s there - for me, too



Not to overfill your schedule so

much that your purpose is in

your productivity

and how much you can do

What - obedient, silent

You weren’t going to get that

from me

Such a scandal !

Even though my soul was crushed

Knowing what I am

The magic in who we all are

The instinct I doubt every second of

my life

Our instincts, our bodies,

All we need -

as proof


I try to nuzzle into me

but I don’t know how to

Because starry eyed dreamers

have no homes

I, of no substance

An unreality living amongst the skies

Shut off ..

Because, lets face it -

You (all) told me to


I wasn’t good enough for your world

The gentleness

Softness

that I longed for

My drama and shapeless, non-conformist

energy

But a deep awareness,

even though I could never do it

Was my only inner-‘proof’


Of what I strive for

See the starry eyed dreamers

One day, you will

(Try to make it not matter if you do)


It will be different this time

A child like creation

To be crushed


But, I know why I felt suffocated

and why gold lacquered pottery

That never apologises

is the type I trust





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