Because Im worth it. And my love knows no border. And Ive slept - TopicsExpress



          

Because Im worth it. And my love knows no border. And Ive slept alone for years. Because I trust my own twisted judgement. Manage to learn and reform. And I listen when others speak. Hear their desire before their lies. Because my name is broken sound. Because I managed to die. And I managed to be reincarnated. And I still roam the land. Because Ive stopped asking for permission. And Ive learned to trust my first reactions. Because I tried. And I succeeded. Because I claim my beauty and my faults. Praise my reflection for its significance and its bridge. Because I am wiling to be rebuilt. On any given day. Because I am successful. And a woman. And a color. And every form of feminine. Because I crave honesty. And I crave passion. And I crave thrust. And I crave connection. Because I honor myself. And I honor my peers. And I honor knowledge. Because it is a privilege to live and keep on with the breathing. Because I am wild, I do not hesitate. I do find patience. I do move forward. I do not settle. Because I am wild, I do not rest until I am sure. I do not cringe. I cannot fail. Because I am wild. And large. And beautiful, I cannot be contained or defined or designated. There will be fire in the streets tonight. Because I burn and I am undetermined, still a fracture and incomplete, I will bow before no wind. I will fall below no wave. I will be lost in no valley. Because I am a poet, the kind of obsession left for fantasy and/or memory. I will not be borrowed. I will not be sampled. I will not split for you. There is, along the way I suppose, the easier route. The numb obedience of an hour left to be manipulated. There is a man who could whittle love out of my thigh. There is a peace to be rendered from the mundane and average. There is. However, if I chose, I could be more inclined to depravity. Be more inclined to savagery and be more consumed by my fallibility. I could disappear. If I chose. If I chose... I could choke. And be your every ready. Your sacrifice and your thought. If I chose. Or I could just... Sleep.
Posted on: Sat, 22 Nov 2014 06:58:43 +0000

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