I am trapped in my own weakness, You don’t think about the physical like I do. You don’t see how hard it is to type, To open jars, to sit up straight for 8 hours. I see them running, jumping, climbing Grown men and toddlers, But not me. I remember…

I loved you I loved you so damn much And you betrayed me. I knew you were hurting, I knew you were broken, But I thought I could fix you. I thought I could help you. Love is blind and I loved you so much. Deep down I knew what…

“You can touch it, if you want to” It looks gross and ugly. Pink and grey and wrinkly. She doesn’t want to touch it. She doesn’t want to touch it. He puts her little hand in his big one and places her hand on it. She should have known better…

You shattered me. I was made of glass. I was beautiful but fragile. I Broke so easily in your hands. I wasn’t a person To you, I was a woman’s body An object, made for use And so You used me. But I was glass and I broke. Long after…