Fear me not
Lest judgement find
That I am not matching
Not molded out of or shaped being
To that sculpture of which
Has been always there
In your mind

All that is, is already made
Or so I find

Don't get caught up in a net of lies.
Food and a roof don't mean a lot,
if you're constantly under attack.
Threats can be said with a smile,
your child is not your punching bag.
Man, you should've been the one
to teach me how to live,
I was never taught love,
but I learned anyway,
so much trauma taught me hate,
now you don't like the way I talk?
You don't like the way I sound
because we don't think the same
and if I ever get somewhere in life
I know that's the reason why.

Another day of missing you.
When will this end?
When will my heart and soul move on?
My mind gets that it's a no go.
The rest of me is slow.
I love you.

i do not believe in god
but i do believe in poetry
and for me
maybe poetry is prayer
and the universe
is an unwavering ear
in the shape of a god