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she/her | infj |ORIGINAL WRITING| ps: I do not own the art| follow me on insta: soulpiece.2

[soulpiece]

I pair feelings with thoughts and thoughts with words and words with pictures.

[soulpiece]

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

[soulpiece]

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

[soulpiece]

Why have you stopped writing?

Things got too difficult and complicated to write about

[soulpiece]

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?

[soulpiece]

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)

[soulpiece]

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

[soulpiece]

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

[ohcoolnice]

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.

[seveneightmine]

His Name is Amir Locke. He was 22 years old.

[complhexspace]

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.

[ohcoolnice]

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

February 2, 2022 officer-involved shooting

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

[soulpiece]

When did you start writing?

sometime last year when my life was falling apart

[soulpiece]

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

[soulpiece]

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

[soulpiece]

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

[soulpiece]

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

[soulpiece]

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)

[soulpiece]

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

[soulpiece]

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