poetry

I Forget Myself; a poem

I forget myself Because I fell into your cracks, crooks, and broken things. Because I wanted to be something so badly that I fell and fit perfectly and I forget myself I forget how to save myself again But I remembered begging for mercy I remembered clutching it like pearls But I forget myself.

poetry

Human; a poem.

I am flesh and bones and dust. I am dangerously human. I am terrifyingly human. I am like the monstrous men and massacre makers. I am like a savior. I am human Because I can imagine the things born on mankind’s back. I am incredibly human. I am blood and sweat and dust again.