I am god's child
I am the devil's spawn
I am the result of hidden feelings
I am their little slave
I am the daughter they wanted
But don't want now
I am broken glass
I am fire
I cannot be touched
I can only be put out or tossed away
I am useless unless you are
cold
Hungry
Or
masochistic
Cold hearted and need warmth?
I'm here,
But don't get too close
Cus I'll burn you like the others
That wanted to be lit
By my waning flame
Hungry for physical touch?
Go ahead, it's not like I can stop you
It's not like I can hold out my hands
Or cross my legs
To keep you away
From this body I've grown to hate.
I am a ball of fear
That's so tightly compacted
And sealed away from the world
That it can never reach the surface
Even if it tried.
If a fly
Ever wanted to go high up
And float away up into space
It would burn up in the atmosphere
Or die from lack of oxygen
And fall back to the roots of "home"
Nobody would know that the fly
Actually wanted to fly
Nobody would think to think
That the fly ever tried to make it out
Into the everlasting nothingness
To find peace away from the swatting
And the traps.
Nobody would know that the fly on the floor
Wanted to go to space...
But I am not a fly.
I am a wasp.
I've said this before.
Flies are weak
Flies find the easy way out
But a fly could never make it out
A wasp can.
A wasp could make it out of this earth
The difference is that we don't try.
We just sit here
With our stingers and our striped
Taking on the world
Even if we don't fucking like it
Because we believe that
In suffering there is beauty.
I am fire
I am broken glass
I am a wasp
I am a child
I am a daughter
I am a slave
I am a reject
I am an aberration
I am not enough.
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Book of poems
PoetryThis is just a book of some things I've jotted down. I've written over a million poems but I'm only gonna post the ones I think are the best. I try to make things relatable so that you guys can resonate with what I write, but sometimes it's just pe...
