The Essence Of Who I Am

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  • Weather

    I like how we look at the weather every day Like we can change it Get disappointed at it Mad at it For just being Existing I was young when I prayed that someone would notice me every day Even if it was to be disappointed in me Mad at…

  • Irony

    What is it about water That releases saddness I’m sitting in a tub The water splashes into my eye My eye waters The irony Sitting in a tub Trying to cry M.A.P ©️

  • Faze

    Do they think this is just a fazeBecause nothing has felt more apart of me I say I have a blog but it’s more of a sancuary I am more then just a mother I am still me I am my poetry My poetry is more me then anything M.A.P…

  • Wandering

    Maybe it’s ok to get lost In the wind Or at 5th Avenue and Ventura When you give birth And you are more them than you anymore Maybe its ok to not know what tomorrow will look like The birds The worms The calendar is empty But its not for…

  • Scribbled

    I came home crying because you exsisted I wrote a list of why I hated you And I scribbled all over it M.A.P

  • Guest Room

    I laugh at the thought that one day my grief might just wither away It’s kind of hard to imagine when my tears are the ones that water it every single day It’s been almost a year and the closer it gets it feels like the closer i am to…

  • Grief

    It hurts so much I can feel the prickling beneath my teeth Tomorrow forgot to call back I’m sitting along with my grief The cold thoughts haunt me Tie me down like in that surgical bed I throw up my anger over and over again They put my body back…

  • Foreigner

    Sometimes my own body feels like a foreigner I have to talk to her softly Gently Enunciate my love for her Show her around The marks and scars are here to stay She smiles back at me Unsure of it all Politely eats the food I serve Her free spirit…

  • Self defense

    I can tell when I’m hurting When I start talking and it comes out in rhymes My body’s defense is verses and poetry It’s like a record that just keeps skipping My brain keeps repeating I can’t stop writing M.A.P ©

  • Push Present

    I joked to my husband that he needed to get my a push present When I at that point was well overdue But it was instantly not funny anymore when my baby was instead cut out of me Later my husband bought me a bathtub tray He told me it…