Placenta Humanum No

Dear future me

I’m making you a pact

Im sick of being sucker punched by my own balls

I AM A DELICATE FEMININE FLOWER

That meme is going into retirement 

I’m hanging up my axe and all the crosses that I bear 

No more swinging high or swinging low

No more carting pain around 

Regally 

Monarch in a chariot

Draining all resources 

For what? 

To look grand 

accomplished 

powerful 

wealthy

I don’t need my head on a fucking coin

I don’t need a badge of honour 

Casting off

Laying down

Lowering my sword

I

Am

Done

No more no more no more shall I fight!

I release my warrior reigns

I am a woman

Am I a FUCKING WOMAN?

I’m not the scars I once was proud of earning 

I’m not the load that didn’t kill me

I’m not the fire that burned down all the walls

I’m not the swell of oceans drowning worlds beyond

I’m not the chaos to anyone’s theory or the diamond in the rough

I am the pure that stood long before the damage 

I am the whole that never fell apart

I am the space that was always full of life long before I remembered 

I

 always 

knew 

love

I’m the space between the words and the time you lose too easy

The smell before the day’s dinners done

The touch before the kiss 

the gap before the next song 

The cement between each brick 

The flicker before a full blown smile 

I am.

Love.

That is all I am.

I am.

I am.

I am!

And that is all I’ll ever be.