i've been avoiding areas on my phone
like my messages
my photos
my instagram
my snapchat
my twitter....
these things that belong to me
that i embedded my being into
that i had threaded a liking of u through
that i have to unravel
and cut
and paste
to adjust to the ending of us
and a new beginning for me to trust the intuition of the new woman the torment has made me become
im transcending into the numb nexus
the bowels of my solar plexus
they will see the scars
the reopened wounds
i dont owe any explanation
but it would make it all easy
to not dread interactions, to not lie in bed being queasy
the misery u could really bring could make me like the girls who warned me about u
and i could potentially give u both power// e.b.
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life in color
الشعرthe beginning of a new chapter of my life after a summer of observation and well- needed isolation with the addition of a genuine boyfriend. a poetic photograph of Aug 2016 - Oct 2016 ***BEWARE PROFANITY***
