When Moving On Hurts

This is my ode to leaving my mother’s household. “No one is perfect, especially you. You were cruel. You lied, you were mean and nasty. You tried to use me and brainwash me. You treated me like I was Cinderella. But, I got to watch your brain slowly deteriorate. And I… the loving person I…

Even In Your Veins

I blew up in your mind And flowed from your ears. Spotted your attire with all of your fears. Because you couldn’t handle me. From your obsession to own all you see. As I crept down the stem of your body. Connecting veins began to flow From remains of my truth showing you, That you’re…

One Trick Pony

Never even seen the world. While suggesting you be heard. Haven’t played with boys and girls. So how much could you know? Always trying to give advice. With not knowing wrong from right. I think you know you just don’t matter. Common sense you won’t gather. And you believe the world should be yours. All…

Then I said…

*after thoroughly examining subject, I’ve picked up on several bad habits of behavior, and patterns of distress* Alright…now, Ms. J.C.S., I want you to close your eyes and take a deep breath. Now…think back on a time where everything you said mattered to everyone. Do you have that memory? Good, good. Now I want you…