You wear strength so well, I forget that you have to take it off at the end of the day; still feeling the marks that it leaves on your soul.
You will claim there is a void inside of you. You will want to scream in the dead of the night as loud as you can to a city that is asleep. And you will want them to hear you, hear your voice, hear your sadness. You will want to kiss someone on the mouth so intensely that you forget you were ever empty. You will want to punch a wall so hard that you can feel your hands shake, your knuckles hurt. You will want to feel something. Something other than this nothing.
I got hugged today
because someone really like my performance in class this morning. This guy sought me out later in the day and hugged me.
I’d thought it was a train wreck.
But then he came up and hugged me because he was so moved.
Don’t cheat yourself. Even the things that you deem your worst can have magic to move someone.
It was kind of nice.
It takes an army of people
to take care of one.
You don’t just need one person.
You need many.
People who are willing to fight for you.
Everyone has the capacity to love someone differently. You need all those kinds of people who are going to love you distinctly in the way only they can. It’s like everyone has a piece of the puzzle, and when they’re all put together, you see the big picture. You see what love actually is.
You know that saying, “It takes a village to raise a child”?
I think it takes an army to witness the life of a human.
It takes an army to protect.
That’s the magical thing about a community.
Everyone takes care of each other.
Everyone’s supposed to take care of each other.
Why didn’t I matter enough
For you to fight for what was right
Instead of clinging to what was wrong?
Why couldn’t you see
That what we had was the dream
Why instead did you
Live in fantasy?
Why couldn’t you see what was best
Instead of succumbing to the lust that brought a grown man to his knees
Gets to stand
Where my feet should be
Where the music could set us free
I’m left in the wake
I’m left a survivor
Figuring out a way
To make my heart beat
Without the thing that set me free