No one sees the flowers

No one sees the flowers

If I was a tree And all my fruit was gone They would still take my branches And use them to feed their fire. If I had a thousand flowers All my pedals lost They would still pluck from me And call me “beautiful” Placing me into their mouths To feed some need inside...
That’s the Trouble…

That’s the Trouble…

Sometimes your shackled By a seemingly innocuous soul Sometimes your jailer Wears the face of a friend Sometimes your prison is made By the one you trust Sometimes your monster Was never in your closet But rather at your bedside Tucking you in And that’s the trouble...
Unapologetic

Unapologetic

Are you looking for something? An apology? You. Will. Never. Get. One. Look in my motherfucking eyes- Long and hard. I am done feeling guilty. Sorry… Ashamed… Walking around like a little bitch. My anger is unusual. A flavor you’ve never had. Better open...
The Empath’s Journey

The Empath’s Journey

Always, on my life’s journey, For as long as I can remember, The “other” has assigned me a role. The consummate friend. The submissive woman. The good Christian. The sacrificing mom. The helpful neighbor. The one to take the blame. The one to come to...
So Very…Blessed?

So Very…Blessed?

You were just a childWith dreams, desires Feelings in flight‘Neath your breast Before. Dad took piecesMom took parts- In the name of godIn the name of love Saying place them hereYour mind, your heart Leave them on the alter. God is perfect…but you? Don’t worry, child...