human on earth

the moon and me against everything

i ask my body kindly, fear please leave

for the first time in my life anger is burning me

simultaneously i do not know how to feel it

there is no justice

so what is its purpose? where does it go

how do i metabolize these experiences

piled into my arms by the people i’ve known

the anger is mine, but these deviations from safe human behaviour like being shot full of arrows. these aren’t my own

like waiting for parents to pick their children from daycare who never show. my arms are heavy, my mind is tired. i want to go home (i have no home)

i must heal myself, but the only thing i’ve learned from these things that have happened to me

is that no matter the work or the treatment or effort,

i live this life alone

that which watches over me and i together only, i make connections but cannot escape this true story being told all along through me. i guess my naivety didn’t allow me to feel or see.. what i couldn’t bear to feel, my mind protected me. anger is confusing, and yet it leads to clarity.. frees me from the purgatory of trying to understand why people did these things to me. i’ve lived in ignorance, sometimes willfully.