Better check your crew abuser
Always moping and breaking your plates
Speaking on others because you can't take your blame
Out of line cause you don't know your place
Acting like you've never seen the wild before
Like you don't know what it's like to grow up dirt poor
I'm anxious, rocking PTSD, my words are controversial and I have a thing for dysfunctionality
Who else gonna rearrange this trauma while holding down a household
I can't even fold on my hardest days so it's funny to watch an abuser play victim games
Are you even real with yourself?
Picture fucking perfect doesn't matter to me I got a bunch of broken puzzle pieces tryna make a scene.
Tryna be a mosaic of some sort and the message is free
Free Dom for my queen dom
Freedom from your narrative
Freedom for the plants and the flowers and the birds and the bees cause they're the only ones I see keeping the peace
Everyone I know from the farms to the streets is just worried about keeping the keys and packing a piece
Call me petty but I'm a breath of fresh air and I'll air your sins out and you'll call me unfair
I've come back from dark places and still manage to bring light to safe spaces
Don't underestimate a mother cause she'll get it all done with tears and rage comfortably tucked into the pockets of her dress
You wouldn't even recognize the pain settled in her heart because a true mother takes the ashes of the fire and cleanses herself of its bitterness
She uses the kindling of hurtful words and actions to build a fire of love and warmth dancing with the shadows of the flames in her heart
Healing the pieces of her that you meant to kill
Shadow work isn't for the faint of heart
You can't understand how I can grind and use my fears as my warrior motivation
Take your alligator tears and your soapbox of victimhood and kiyam
I'm just glad I survived you and I have my good heart intact
Because in fact you tried to break me, but you couldn't so you tried to paint me with all the colors you created from your own pain
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A five star reaction to life
PoetryA collection of my poetry. Little bits of my madness laid bare for all to see.... I like to write in eloquent riddles :) I seen a tattoo today that said art is created out of sadness. I wanted to beg to differ, but my poems hysterically agree. Enjo...
