Love Or Fear Or Both There is no escape from love or fear To fall in love at all It was not Mother Nature's intentions but Slowly we all fall So if I gave you my ink-stained heart And flawed skin and bones and love Will you hold me preciously Higher, higher above? Will you follow me to the end of the world dear Like I see on the TV? Will you do absolutely anything at all dear To be close, to be near, to me? You see I'm not quite sure if in reverse That I would do the same I do not think I could love another Without going insane.

I Am I am not: Long legs Smooth skin Plump lips. I am: Ridges And bumps and lines and Scars; Held together by the hope that someday my feet will find the Earth again.

Little Red If I had a red riding hood That I wore every day Would I really be seen as good When I went out to play? If I had a red riding hood That I wore every day Would they think 'oh she really should Make sure the wolf's away'? If I had a short red dress That I wore every day Would he write down my address And ask me out to play? If I had a short red dress That I wore every day Would he force me to wear less And society think it okay? If I had a short red dress That I wore every day Would I be an emotional mess? Should I have worn grey? If I wore nothing at all And let them all see Would they really stand so tall And say that all the blame's on me? #rapeculture

Red marks blur with skin light touches where you’ve been each and every curve all my skin you learned. White lines on my thighs forgotten through the sighs you made the white lights burn brightly in my sight. Our skin warming red us together in your bed knowing that forever honestly meant never. Your lips on my tears one for each and every year that I would go a day missing you every way. Succumbing to the sighs although they were goodbye.

I am merely made of dust the remnants of what once was a shining and beautiful star. And the Earth will swallow me whole someday.