Waterfall of pink
Over cool rocks of ice
Sweet taste of summer
Splash of bitter notes
All for my benefit or detriment
A few hours worth of numbness
an evening’s full of peace
-b.e.
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Who I Am
i am not limited by your perception of me
i am who i am
and it’s taken me a long time to figure that out
to learn what is me
and what was forced on me by you
what was carved into me by you
it’s been painful
to peel back each layer
to question what i thought was myself
and find out that it’s not
to discover me
the pure unadulterated version of who i am
for that i will be forever grateful
-b.e.
Censored
I’m done censoring my thoughts
I will no longer explain myself to make you feel better
I said what I said.
Anything after that is on you.
-b.e.
Where is Home
When you ask me about the house I grew up in,
I’ll ask you which one and where
The perks of a military child.
Seven houses by the time I was 15. All the same in walls and doors
A place to call home at the end of the day
But which one really is home? I’ll never know
For that moment in time they were where my heart resided
But even now when they say “you can always go home”
I can’t
It’s not home anymore not as it once was.
I’ve grown and time has changed me
It’s just a house I used to live in now.
-b.e.
I can be the villain
If that’s what you need me to be
If that’s how you need to see me
In order to live with yourself
loose edges
anger and sadness
weaved into a complex fabric
draped across my heart
frayed loose threads
just waiting to be pulled
Silence
today words come out better on paper than out of my mouth
a mood where i know speaking will only make it worse
a day i know that the silence is better
Darkness
Sometimes I wonder how much easier things would be if I had only asked for help how much hurt could have been avoided how much love could have been shared instead spent wandering around in the dark and not asking for a light
M
It should have been you.
But it wasn’t.
And now I’m mourning a relationship that never existed.
-b.e.
January 6, 2021
They screamed about liberty
They ranted about rights
They yelled about communism
While racing far right.
And then on a Wednesday
The first of the year
They pushed past police
And incited fear
The party of law and order
Of the “All Lives” banter
Showed it wasn’t All Lives
Just their lives,
The white lives that mattered
Broken windows and papers
All over the floor
Bloodied faces and vandals
threatening notes at the door
The hypocrisy is blinding
Glaringly obvious
They don’t give a damn about America
They don’t care about all of us.
Pissed off about loosing a lawful election
Angry that America voted against
Blatant oppression.
They were stopped and forced out.
Although not as fast as they should have been
Had some of them been black
They would have never made it in
Democracy still won that day
The first Wednesday of the year
The wanna be dictator
Will be removed without fear
So fuck em
Fuck racists and sexists and especially fascists
You failed mother fuckers
You will never rule here.
-b.e.
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