I don't want to perform and pretend
I don't want to attack and defend
I don't want to close up close up
and shut down,
for the acting of acts of kindness.
Blindness,
masking inner-violence
rippling outwards,
for real.
Sometimes things bleed out truth,
and gooey kindness spills,
organic chills and warmth and goodness
reels like it "should"
We open, open,
expanding safely.
Sometimes faking...
making it real,
Reality reveals what we were always
meant to remember.
But.. I don't want to pretend,
I want to imagine,
dream.
Those are very different from fantasy
it seems.
To know, to be.
Realities unfold,
Honesty beholds the dark-light
I hold myself upright,
transform my spite give credit
and receive mercy
allowing, deepening,
weeping and laughing,
I want to embody my home
Untoiled and unified
I want to honor the dark
and make the light known.
About the Creator
Tigersugar Writer
Erm- just a queer black unconventional wulf-girl who luvs to muse. I've got some tiger empowerment vibes flowin' through me too, thus my e-handle. Stay Empoweredly, and Independently Soft.
Thanks for reading, please enjoy your stay friends.
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