penned up and never finished.

a bird in an open cage


the sky is clear
Self is the only one
i seem to truly fear.

some say

my bluntness is endearing.
others say, my laughing eyes.

i kicked that old self out. beat her out of my chest like a thunderstorm gone amiss, that flooded the south leaving no survivor behind. one step at a time i am seeding out those who are bad for me. i do not want to take the time to help anyone grow. i grew alone. i do not want to be your peek into the dark side. i do not want to be the first misguiding step that helps you cross whatever lines you wish to. if that is what you are looking for, i can refer you to that old self. she now lives two blocks away.

stubborn.
tired.
alone. i do not wish to be claimed. i am alone. i wish. i am tired of. of accommodating.

we sit on the hill to watch the sun die, and the Moon rise.
in all Her glory,
i Could apologize.

interrupted

i lost my train of thought
One got a way
        out
the One that got
away.

you want one thing.
i envision another
creepers are stalking
peeking out from covers

forcing myself to talk
when i would rather have stayed
(w)ri(gh)ting wrongs

this could be our
the last breath

when drinking gives you confidence
that's what's wrong

out

and about
goodbye

im lost so what makes you think i got your back
i need out of this
i came
i left
i don't give a goddamn, god's damned. fuck.maybe i am a god.
some people are uptight. and some people need to
tighten up.
be(A)ware!
don't just touch..
why do  you ACT drunk?
you'sahbout to git yo ass popped, girl
u'sahawtmess
little kids act to fit

clothing as protection/chameleon

it was the night
im surrounded,
i came and left with
good company.
alone in the bathroom.
this persons hands around my neck,
trying
"girl whoever has been fucking you must be using a toothpick, you fucking pussy is tight"


if i say
any thing
they'll just laugh.
they all will just laugh

cause studs don't get sexually harassed, doll.

looking past and deeper

when i walk into a room, i seek out color. if i happen to walk into a "white" establishment, only then do i begin to feel alone and claustrophobic. but if i walk into a room where i see people of all different races mixed into a predominately white crowd, i take joy in every colored face i see and for every colored eye i meet. to be separatist out of hate is wrong, but to be separatist out of NEED TO FORM COMMUNITY then yes, go on my friend and look for and embrace those people that look like you. i can not say that i hate white people, but i will say that ignorance is the heaviest of fogs, the kind that makes is hard to breathe, see and hear. a fog that makes your friend walking alongside you disappear. its your choice whether or not the sun will be allowed to break through. you create your heaven and hell and i CHOOSE to have the sun in my world. i CHOOSE to see people as people. and i am not going to let you tell me that my "race" is going to stop me. from having a memorable and hopefully intelligent conversation at least once throughout my day or night. and when i run into someone that is lost in their fog, hopefully my words will have some meaning.

-L