poems 😋😋

this is just a collection of my favorite poems ive written. tw for themes of suic and overall sadnesses 

Achilles’ heel

Achilles used to bore me 

What was so special about this man? 

This man with only one weakness, 

Now that I am older; I know why 

Why this hero didn’t draw my eyes

I was never cut out to be Achilles.

I won’t go to Elysian,

Full of heroes and lilies 

No; I am Patroclus 

A shadow, longing to be enough

I’m not tough enough

“That is what a son should be”

I am no hero;

 they are

I used to laugh when Patroclus said Achilles was the sun 

I’d ask: 

“How can a person be the sun?”

I didn’t know them then

They are my sun.

girlhood

my girlhood was a gross, unsettling affair

my girlhood was filled with long drives and eating dry cereal in the car on the way to school.

my girlhood had a lot of lizards.

“babydoll, put the poor lizard down”

my mama didnt like when i brought the lizards i caught to her.

my girlhood was captured by a polaroid camera, only one picture survived said girlhood.

it’s an over-exposed picture of my cousins. 

you can barely make out their faces but its treasured all the same

my girlhood was dirty. 

my girlhood was spent arguing with my mother over stupid things;

i didnt want to brush my hair, getting up in the morning, or what music we would listen to in the car. 

we always listened to her old country music. 

my girlhood was spent on the floor on my decaying house playing my 3DS while my mama made dinner,

my girlhood was packing everything up and leaving every two years

my girlhood was filled with nights where i couldn’t understand why they wouldn’t leave me alone.

my girlhood was upsetting.

god.

God is a middle school girl.

her friends are mean

and she cries herself to sleep most nights.

she doesnt know we are here,

We are a failed science project tucked away deep in her closet.

we will rot next to forgotten clothes and painful memories.

She cannot help us. 

She has long forgotten us in her struggle to keep her head above water.

How can we expect her to save us when she’s fighting to save herself?

God is a 13 year old girl wondering why it all seems so unbearable.

her dad doesn’t listen

and her friends stopped asking her what was wrong.

God is a teenage girl.

God and girls.

two beings who should be miles apart yet here they are,

begging to be believed together.

God is a 13 year old girl who ended it two days shy of her 14th birthday.

God is a middle school girl.

dear little sister

I have a little sister.

She is two years younger than me.

she wears my clothes,

they're too big for her but they're soft.

The earliest memories of us together are of her decline.

I mourn the fact I will never remember a version of her where she was free.

i mourn that my clothes don't fit her.

i mourn that my little sister,

the girl i love more than anything,

will never see me get married

or have a child of my own.

I mourn and mourn for her.

I hate and hate this cruel and unfair world for taking this from her.

we sit in our lawn on scratchy towels dressed like dolls, 

just so our mother can pretend we are normal.

The lawn is dead.

so are the eyes of my sister who stares blankly.

tears well in my eyes when i look at her.

it's not pity,

its fear and anger.

my little sister,

the girl two years younger than me.

will never have a life.

and I will.

How is that fair?

foolish canine

I love like a foolish dog.

my teeth have been filed down,

my claws clipped,

and my fight drained.

you will kick me away

and I will return begging at your feet.

my mean spirit has been ripped from my ruined hands.

kick me under the table and smile in my face.

but if obedience  gets you to stay,

it can't be that bad.

Can it?

i will continue you beg at your locked door,

long after you have replaced me.

I will love you like a foolish dog.

submission is when i'm prettiest according to you,

I think i’m prettiest when I'm snarling.

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