I was leading a group in a hostel.
Nameless to you.
Welded into my soul
so
Vivid to me
The 100's around me
I encouraged all to write
EVEN never shared
if no-one ever read it
WRITE
.
It is an act of
self-disclosure
to self.
I have many poems
shared with me
like passing a stick of dynamite
like sharing vulnerability
as it always was.
Here is one.
Read out loud to this late night group of BHP's
Powerful
Raw
Vulnerable
Angry
Releasing
Empowering
us all.
Read it
feel it
allow it to get below your skin.
You are Beautyful
ANNA
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She'll try
To take
Break
me
She knows me
My little weak head
At the end of every beautiful thought
She'll smash it with a
distortion
One I dread
And smothered
I'll fight
I'll fight
In circles I run
Till I'm twisted and lost in her games
Her fun
And to ignore she
Her anger bleeds
And feeds
Me
To
See and feel me
Till I walk in peace
But for how long?
I wish a day or two
But you
You
Won't let me be
Won't let me love
Or love me
And maybe
Because they
Them
In their greed
Didn't
And couldn't love me
You did
You did
For a while
Nursed me from every wound
Every tear
Bounced back from black rejection
But
Here now
I've outgrown you
Friend
Bitch
Anna
Trend
Who you are
I don't know
Just leave
Me
Please please
Let me go
Go GROW Go
BHP
