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if i look back, i am lost

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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

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@soulpiece
I pair feelings with thoughts and thoughts with words and words with pictures.
I explain my soul to you, bit by bit
In my art, my singing, my craft
Do you see? Do you hear? Do you feel it?
I can't live this human life quietly
I want to shout it, I want to show people
Someone has to know,
This hurts alot, can you feel it when I raise my notes while I'm singing?
This is the best thing ever, can you see it when I paint myself in yellow?
I need to explain it to someone,
I can't be alone with all of this,
I can't exist quietly, I can't be alone
I create art for the same reason I leave the light on,
I don't want to be alone, I don't want to be alone
The number on the cake has changed, but I'm still the kid that can't sleep on her own bed
I can't feel my dreams alone, can't you see that, mother?
Love is the only thing making life bearable,
And without it, my nerves slowly die away
I will keep turning the light on, and wrapping myself in arms too big for me,
They look like me, can they feel this too? Can they see this too?
Tell me I'm not alone in this, mom
I love you more, I love you more
I won the game, didn't I?
Because now I'm here carrying the weight of a relationship meant for two
Nobody applauds you for caring more,
Nobody cares you're the one that's left behind
So ill sit here and feel my pain,
And hope someday you'll feel the same
And that when you do, I won't be here to welcome you
I loved you more
Why have you stopped writing?
Things got too difficult and complicated to write about
If only, you had been a little different
If only I had been so
I am sick of the long winding road
And I am sick of myself
I am sick
And in my fever dreams,
You tell me to tolerate the road,
To learn to love the long winding road
But I'm not sure I can learn to love
If I could, why would I be here?
I think you broke me
In some fundamental way
I wish I can just be the way I was before you
But here I am grieving for what was
And what wasn't
It's like a part of my consciousness will never be the same
Emotionally, maybe I'm too cold now
(It was never meant to be you,
I should've known.)
I don't want to blame you
And say you took everything that I was
And shattered it
But how can I not?
When now, I suffer the consequences every day
And you're still the same
The same as you've always been
I changed and broke and hurt
And not I can't even feel anymore
And you're there, living as you always have
As if I never was
Why did I care so much? Why did you care so little? Why did you care so little?
Haven't I given you enough to care?
Why will I never be her to you?
(I should've known)
I thought about the light that hid in your eyes
and how sometimes it peeks its head
and smiles at me
a promise of intimacy
I thought about your red palms
your shiny hair and sharp jaw
I thought about what you'd do if I touched you
and whether you'd touch me back
you were a quiet forest at night
I hid in between your branches
until I felt safe enough to live again
you were the space between inhale and exhale
that little moment of letting go
painful but necessary
painful but beautiful
you were so much more than pain
the world is watery milk
it slids down my palms
and I lose touch with the pencil
I try to hold my experiences
count them off in my head, one by one
days stretch in murky grey
weeks are years and months are decades
you wake up one day like I was never there
No one is fucking talking about it but another black man was killed by the same police department that killed George Floyd they killed him 9 minutes after entering his apartment. No knock warrants are fucking bullshit. He was wrapped in his blanket he was innocent they had the wrong address there is body can cottage you cannot fucking deny this bullshit.
This is being hushed up and covered up and I cannot believe it took me until TODAY, SIX DAYS AFTER IT HAPPENED to find out about it.
Everyone should be talking about this shit.
All the BLM protests and here we are again. We cannot let a single one of these slide because that's how nothing changes and that's how innocent people are being killed at the hands of assholes who are happy to pull the trigger without hesitation. I'm so fucking upset right now and so should you be.
His Name is Amir Locke. He was 22 years old.
Amir Locke shooting: What we know so far
Suspect arrested in homicide case that led to police fatally shooting Amir Locke is his cousin
Video shows Minneapolis officers hooting Black man during no-knock warrant. Attorneys say he wasn't the target
Students Protest Amir Locke Killing, Demand Lawmakers Ban No-Knock Warrants
Once again, the police have killed a Black man for legally possessing a gun
As a black woman, I’m personally at a loss for words. I hope his family and his community will be able to find some peace. And I hope that one day we can all finally live in a world where these things can stop happening.
I should also mention that in my original post I said 9 minutes when I meant to say 9 seconds. He was shot after 9 seconds of them entering the apartment. Heartbreaking.
Also some other information:
- the cops that did this were denied a no-knock warrant in their own precinct so they went to another precinct not very close by to get it. Intent was had.
The cops involved have a very dark and unsettling past.
I will reblog this version of the post with some more information since the post I made with information is getting zero traction.
EDIT: HERES A LINK TO THE POST WITH INFORMATION
you are definitely right that people are not talking about amir lockes death enough but it's been on the news multiple times over the past f
When did you start writing?
sometime last year when my life was falling apart
I dream of shame
the only constant in the ruin of my life
I dream of the hard clench of its claws on my heart softening
I dream of slender necks and elegant faces
pressed against mine
I dream of thin fingers rose tinted from heat and desire
I dream of shouting to the world
that I touched myself the way I wanted to be touched by you
if only you wanted the way I did
if only you carried this shame, too
i dream of exposing my stomach to the world
a death wish, if I thought about it too much
a desire, a fire, a hurricane
the way I felt with you
as if one day I'd stumble and the truth would fall from the tip of my tongue
as if I'd fall and feel the tip of your touch
out
and you made me feel like
I wanted to crawl out of my skin
into a body that was easier to love
a personality that fit yours better
a mind that thought like yours
a soul that was less damaged
I want out
I want out of here
I want out of this body
I want out of this life
I wake up in a cold sweat
and rushed breath
slowly drinking in the mundane reality unlike the one I had just left
what I mean to say is, I'm dreaming of the black half moons again
they lay on a sea of white stretched as far as the eye can see
they cracked me open and I'll never be the same
something's different about tonight but I can't quiet place it
December feels like a day gone stale or a hug unwanted
my dreams aren't about Layla anymore, but they're because of Layla
on those summer afternoons that knew no mercy
sometimes the heat would melt my memories
sometimes the only thing I remembered was you
the moon seemed to have spilled on your skin
or maybe you really did drink it
I would call you an angel but you wouldn't like that
you've always felt like you belonged with the demons
Not exactly a question, just wanted to let you know that you consistently use it's when you mean its, and since you seem to take your writing relatively seriously, I thought you might want to know. Friendly reminder that it's is a contraction of 'it is'. Its means something belongs to it :) Love your poetry, by the way.
thank you for the note !!
my phone sometimes just corrects its to it's without me noticing (I notice after I post it lol so I just leave it and hope no-one notices lmao)
death is an unwelcome guest tonight
I can feel its eyes on my chest
piercing through my heart
looking for love, for weakness, for love,
tailoring the heavy coat of grief
it's an oversized fit
my love has always been too big for my bones
will I collapse under it's heavy weight?
will I wear it like a crown
as if to prove to myself
that I have carried someone's heart in my hands
and kept it safe till it's last beat?
as if to prove to others
that that last beat
taught me why
comets were named after people
and there's always that undying, unbearable wish
a wish that burdens you instead of setting you free
it burns the inside of your veins and sets your soul on fire
the burning desire
to be desired