if it needs you small, don’t let it hold you anymore.
don’t let anything that needs you ordinary
tame you ever again.
– butterflies rising
Read More →if it needs you small, don’t let it hold you anymore…
Tag: Abuse
growing wings…
i didn’t know how to measure my worth,
and it led me to someone who measured his worth
in attention from her, and also her, and her…
and any other her to hurt me
he thought there was power in possession and pain,
and that a man’s kingdom should be built
on the stepping of her back and the forfeit of her crown
so i forfeited. and i faded. but i’m learning things…
like how real lovers don’t come in numbers. they aren’t prisoners.
they’re not meant to be suffocated, or left for granted…
and how i’m full enough of wonder to hold someone’s attention,
that my full voice matters,
my full-bodied existence is beautiful,
and that a man on the strong side of oppression isn’t
the same thing as a man who is strong.
– butterflies rising
Read More →breathe through and release…
on forced forgiveness…
not everything finds peace through
forgiveness. it just doesn’t. and trying to force
something you don’t authentically feel can
not only keep you from healing, but it can also
be a reinjury to your spirit.
sometimes you just feel it in you,
how forgiveness is asking too much of you,
and it’s not because you’re holding on, it’s because
sometimes the burden of that shift,
that closure, that resolution, it isn’t your work.
it’s the other person’s energy to move, and you cannot
move energy for others.
with those things, let it be ok that all they ask of you
is to breathe through and release.
– butterflies rising
Read More →recovery…
i’ve been held
by rough hands…
and i’m still healing.
to let a good man, be a good man,
it takes a new way…
and i’m still learning.
– recovery
– butterflies rising
Read More →sometimes what you feel about someone just isn’t enough…
sometimes what you feel
about someone just isn’t enough.
it just isn’t.
because what they feel about themselves
will try to destroy what you feel about yourself
if you get close to them.
– butterflies rising
Read More →none of it’s love…
you don’t love,
you just hold people close
to have someone to hurt,
or to hurt someone else with…
but none of it’s love.
– butterflies rising
Read More →i’m going to learn from this… and i’m going to grow…
someday i’m going
to love someone, and i’m going
to lay at their feet more love than they
could’ve ever imagined
…and you will never be anything
more to anyone than somebody that
someone, somewhere is
recovering from
– butterflies rising
Read More →i hope that one day the person who hurt you sees you from afar…
i hope that one day
the person who hurt you sees you from afar
dancing in the radiance of
your unburdened spirit and standing
strong in your fully mended bones…
and that for just a moment you feel their gaze,
so you can forever know, without question,
the powerlessness of their
perception over you
– butterflies rising
Read More →breathe in tenderness…
i used to
think it was beautiful
the way i offered you all of my softness
and filled the air with tenderness
in the wake of your violence…
but now i know that i deserve to breathe
in tenderness too.
– butterflies rising
Read More →the spaces we’ve called love…
the spaces we’ve called love…
it’s heartbreaking
how many of us have felt in love
with people who were not even kind
to us…
how many of us weren’t taught that
love can’t exist in a space without kindness.
or without respect. or in a space that
doesn’t honor us and cherish us.
so many of us are learning that the spaces
we’ve called being in love, weren’t
spaces of love at all
– butterflies rising
Read More →tenderheart…
it’s been torn,
and tattered,
and broken apart,
but keep me vulnerable
and broken open,
please stay
my tender heart
– butterflies rising
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