I am what men want
But do not have
the capacity to hold
So like a butterfly in a net
I flutter to make them feel safe
prisoners of their insecurity
Chained by their inability
to see their worth
The gold they hold in their hands
Falls down the cracks
And togther we dance
in this Hell
This slow stunted cage
That drains us of blood
And leaves us attacking eachother
I don't want to be a sad girl anymore.
I want to love openly
With arms big enough
To hold all of me
I sit with every scary scenario
Parading in front of me
Like drunk Dumbo
All the possibilities
All the loss
I've let love go before
And withered at the window
waiting for its return
I have nothing left
To let you consume
No bait to bring you home
Just confusion
Just concern
Pure heart puree spread on rye toast
Today the day of miracles
I pray my soul can learn to love again
Rise up from the tomb
Roll away the stone love
help me bury these bones
These beautiful reminders
That together we can grow
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