poem
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My son met a girl just like me.Its a thing they say.Like me, she has long dark hair,Intense brown eyes.Even our birthdays,just mere days apart.Our childhoods mirrored each other. We shared the same pain,Afflicted on us by those who were meant to protect us.Forced to grow up starving. Thinking hunger was in our nature.We know…
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My back hurts.Hands are restless.Watching the people with their dead eyes.White picket fences.Pigs waiting to be slaughtered.Programmed by greed and ignorance.When will you see?We are bombing children!Billionaire men are fucking them!The water is poisoned.The air is thick.Stop driving.Stop working.Just STOP.I’m made to sit quiet.And bleed,And suffer,Hambre de alma.The tortured soul.Broken by those who were meant…
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The waking is the hardest partWake up! Its morning again.Feel the dread,of who you might upset today.Even though you are trying.So hard.So, so hard.But you won’t ever be able to do it.They broke you, remember?You’re not like them.You won’t ever be.And the people who broke you don’t care.Nor will they ever.As if existing wasn’t lonely…
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If I talk about it my hurt will spill onto other people People of whom I would never let experience this pain Not willingly And so it stays inside of me Permeating every waking minute Seeping into my dreams I beg for the day it finally ends I know death is peaceful I’ve visited many…
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She chose my brother And he chose my sister And no one chose me. XX🎀 – Matilda
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I focus on the things that do not matter And let everything else slip through my fingers It’s my life after all It’s why you love me And they love me Drawn to the nothingness that I am Bright smile Dancing feet Luring you in with my wild gaze Siren song Electric touch Your heart…
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I am tragically aware that I have spent my whole life chasing a love, that grievously, I will never feel. I then nurtured another me, and also, damned them of that love. The woman before me— void of that love. And now here we sit. Worlds apart. Silent. Malnourished. It didn’t have to be this…
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She Needs You She would not give me love. Nor let another try….. She kept me hungry when others tried to feed me. Hollow I learned to starve quietly. Thinking hunger was in my nature. Empty She thought she was saving me,…
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Song She showed me how to run But never what to do after that So I learned to love, fleetingly I built shelters out of passing glances Found comfort in what couldn’t stay And I’m sorry, my love I just didn’t…
Matilda's Fugue 