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Five years old, beneath a tree, Is where we stood, shin to knee. Towering bushes, hovering sky, looking back then pondering why. Cold man hands exploring my back, Remember, forget...grey to black. I didn't know then, I don't know now. I am such a young woman. I was such a young child. But sometimes I feel... Back down, Face up. My entity, entirety, enemy. enigma, My God. Dead life. the sacrifice. Giving, taking, loving, raping Making me, see? Disturb, edure, perservere, blidly steer No more, but forever. It's everything. It's everywhere. It's on my fingers. it's in my hair. Eyes ignoring, strange men snoring, Waking, shaking, baking, masturbating Concentrate, penetrate, hallucinate, Break to you...
What I can't share. Naked, stupid, Lying there! What I thought, I can't say. Remembering day after day after day after day It happened for years, It happened too long.
My pre-teen tears, Taught me it's wrong. Back down. Face up. Thirteen, Back down. But fifteen is when I was found. Oprah was talkin' Toni was too Tori Amos was singing And now I am too. So lets talk. You and I About what makes me burn And what makes you cry... Why do we hide it? Why can't we say? What shapes are thougts, what paves the way? Who we are is where we've been, In ugly, in beauty, through thick and thin. Share with me so that I may learn, To take that path or to ignore that turn. Wherever you are, whomever you be Cut out the shit and speak openly. Digging deep holes only makes more pain Lets laugh, lets cry. lets bitch and complain!
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