Archive | July 2013

Will I wake

Dreams of impermanace

The transitory nature of things

The Old me: dead, gone, buried, never to return

The New me, emerging

 

Moving on

Changing cities, states, timezones

Lives

What will happen?

 

Will they die soon?

Will I?

Will this be the last chance?

One last time.

 

But things change

And slide from one state to another.

I’ll miss them.

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dreams

Just woke up. dreamt about being back in my catholic elementary school, with the knowledge and opinions I have now. And I was so angry. I was yelling, screaming at my teachers. Asking them how they can teach kids like us that we’re going to hell amongst other things. Calling them on all the toxic bullshit they taught me over the years. All the stuff I used to believe. I still have so many reasons to be angry. They damaged me.

How do you yell and scream without reverting back to your old voice? I can’t yell in girlvoice.

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A poem for my father

dedicated to my dad:

Abomination

Look at your abomination

Look at me

See your daughter as herself

Speak her name.

You can’t.

All you can do is cry at the twisted visage of your lost son.

How dare you?

Do you know what I’ve been through?

How happy I am now?

Yet you cry and turn away.

Look at your abomination.