Past Present Future

Sun setting in my rearview mirror
Like the earth spinning past this year.
In front of me, a blue and pink sky
The moon hanging so high.
I am here in the present
Just breathing.
Driving toward something
And away from something else.
And it all matters
And it's all beautiful.

Shiver

You're cold in the winter
And you can't fix what you break
But I can't stop thinking about you
It makes my bones ache.
I'm too warm, too cozy
Too soft, too here, too much.

I long to shiver from your touch.

Brittle Souls

Stiff hair,
Brittle soul.
You tried to break me
With a wooden rod,
Shame me
With your god.
Wilful child,
Too evil, too wild.
You warned me of doors
And where they would lead,
I broke through yours
And never looked back.

The Weather

So tired of hearing
About the fucking weather,
What does it matter to me?
Yeah, it's fucking cold outside
It's fucking winter, you dumbass
We don't live in California.
No, I didn't order the cold,
Don't think UPS delivers that
And the U.S.P.S. is seriously underfunded
or some shit...
And go fuck yourself.

Quotes

I've been reading quotes
By wise men all day long
And what I've found is maybe
I am both weak and strong
Right at times and others wrong.

Because they couldn't all just agree
And there's no way I could be me
Without some philosophical quandary
Bounding around my head,
Sitting in my soul like lead.

Best Part of Waking Up

Every morning for breakfast

I eat disappointment-oh's

With almond milk and sugar

I gulp it down so violently.

You came out of nowhere

Those burning eyes, that long hair

Muscular thighs, now I don't care

About breakfast anymore.

The most important meal of the day

The most important meal of the day

The most important meal of the day

Is you.

Your gold flecked eyes

Your way with lies

You are the prize

In every box of cereal

Cheap and easy

Mostly sleazy

The best part of waking up

Isn't coffee.

Accountability

Accountability is a chain reaction
-Everyone is culpable.

Motto

Be a safe place
For others to be true.

Wanderless

There's forests and flowers
And oceans so deep
And yawning caverns
And fields of wheat.

There's mountains with snow
And pyramids and sand
The suns warm glow
The moons sweet smile.

There's endless space
Stars burning, comets hurtling
And so many people
All starving for something.

Everyone says I should travel
As if I'm missing out,
Like I haven't lived without
The cosmos already within me.

Too Late

Oh what a struggle
Oh what strife
Such a busy life
So put me to bed.

I am up too late again
And I've been
Up to no good
Up to no good
Up to no good
I've been
Up to no good
Up to no good
Up to no good

Thinking about you...

I should put you out my mind
Work on moving forward
And I am trying to unwind
But I can't stop

Thinking about you...

Replaying our love like a movie
Our conversations like a script
Wrapping your thin arms around me
But it's too late.

Pleasure

Aftershocks of pleasure

Like I need the reminder

Of a one time, sometime

Casual experience.

You go home to a shared

Intimacy of lies.

I stay here with all my

Unspoken goodbyes.

You are nothing to me,

The pleasure is fading.

You told me your name

Walking out the door.

I'm still there somehow

On my living room floor.

Is It?

"It's not the best, but it's not the worst"
And other things we say
When we get less than we want.
But is it less than we deserve?

Petty Purification

She's a parody of a person,
Selling health in a bag,
Hocking a life style via Internet
No one can afford.

She promotes "well being"
Like kale can save your soul,
But a juice cleanse and granola mix
Won't make you whole.

#NoMakeup selfies,
Pictures of the dogs
Eating vegan treats.
We're all just filthy animals
Who crave meat.

Go

You know what,
Listen.
Fuck you for thinking I'm disposable.
Fuck you for not caring the way I care.
Fuck you, I'm tired of making excuses,
And taking all the blame.
If you don't need me, then go.
If you don't want me, then go.
Then go fuck yourself.

Wild

You look at me and see a wild thing.
And I am.
A child of the forest,
A warrior of the first people.
Men like you look at me and see
A creature to tame
Or to kill.
A woman without fear,
Without respect,
Without submission.
You look at me and see a wild thing.
And I am.
With your throat between my teeth,
Only then will I smile.

Do Not Disturb

I'm just a girl
Traumatized by nothing
Reliving, not the trauma,
But the feeling that remained.

It all just feels a part of me now,
Inescapable identity.
Without it, I don't know what's left.

Shaped by daily abuse,
Weekly torment,
And then all the death...
My personality is a bruise
And life is the hammer.

You enshrine me,
But you know nothing,
Revealing only base desire
For the image of a girl disturbed.

Murderer

You take for granted the life in front of you
And call me a murderer.
You close your eyes to atrocities
Yet I am the demon
And my life is forfeit
To your beliefs.
A woman is just a vessel
For mankind to use and fill,
Not autonomous or given free will.
How long till I am as important
As the cells bundled inside of me?

Iowa

Where am I going?
Where have I been?
Everything looks the same to me.
How do you know where to turn?

Fucking gravel roads.
Fucking corn fields.

No.

Sorry I didn't want to fuck
On a basement floor.
Sorry I wanted less
When you wanted more.
Sorry for the rage in your eyes
When I politely declined.

Sorry that I apologized.

Idiot

You want a 

Fated

Destiny driven

Meet Cute moment

Everytime.

No effort or planning.

Just chance.

You're an idiot.