The Poet

We’re sorrow filled beings

Roaming in circles

Addicted to the artificial glow

And depressed from people we don’t know

Boy’s bother me

Girl’s bother me

The sky bothers me

I bother me

beautiful

dancing

giggly

golden

singing

intellignece

confident

writing

organized

resilient

kind

caring

genuine

safe

healthy

loving

Dear Dancers,

I wish you’d invite me to your homes

Let me through your door

No, come to my house and drag me to yours

I can’t do this alone

I’m struggling

yet I’m listening

I want to travel away from here

You won’t allow me to budge

I’m a lonely angel

With a life far from here

Let me go.

You only love who I am attached to

You don’t love me

I’m dancing by the edge

And you’re holding all the strings

I’d rather plummet to the sea

Then have you attached to me.

“All I need is myself and nature.”

I thought I didn’t need love.

I do.

I cannot get you out of my mind

you’re painted on the walls of

Every street I walk on

Pronouncing my words in a broken order that

I think you’ll like

My heart is crystal when I’m with you,

I fear you’ll drop it and I’ll break

Ballerinas

Dancing graceful battles

Queens, feet bent broken

By rooftops, cliffs,

We trip

Fall

Call;

“Help”

Bring love-bound criminals

To doorsteps

Tumbling down

Through doorsteps

Unto sidewalks

Do not mess with me,

My daughter

We all drift in the sea

Holding on tighter than thee

We cling to our surroundings

When we feel we are drowning

Some days all I have is you

Some days, love feels new

You’ve taught me a lot

This love cannot be bought

Intense bursts of sadness

Something fluttering inside

Tears behind my eyes

And dancers in my thighs

You walk into me
You look me in the eye
We don’t say acknowledge each other
Not since you broke my trust
I miss your smile
Gleaming in your eyes
Blue, dancing around while I pass by
Then soon after I begin to cry

Everybody could use a little love

Everybody needs love

Everybody craves love

Some spend their nights sobbing themselves asleep,

We don’t know

Some spend their nights listening to verbal abuse,

We don’t know

Some spend their nights in fear of their safety,

We don’t know

We do know that everyone struggles and everybody could use a little love