I never really write stuff this honest, so feel f*****g privileged!

The picture is a Diane Arbus picture. Damn i love that lady.

Sad. I am too.
Half sewn to open doors.
On the floor. I am too,
crushing under liberal damnation
and the new scarfed nation.

Sad. I am too. These
bruises are like roses on veins
and itching; alive. On vessel
touching, thurst thrust,
a 1000 strokes
across the face.

And I'm bleeding. You are too.

Author's Note

Stick to your seats, this is gonna be a long babble babble.

This is about my mom. It's funny I don't really write this honest but last night i decided to channel everything into this piece. The only person on here that knows about my mom here is my boyfriend (love you! aren't I smooth? with my shout- outs and all? )

Anyway, my mom reminds me a 1000 things. Sometimes watching her is like watching someone having a stroke. It's funny, isn't it? how the taking away of the people you love leave you dehumanized? one day i hope i can show my mom this, and she understands. Fully understands. Me and mother dearest have a rock relationship, but one thing is certain, she's hurting.

So here's to my mom- slave to the wage and lonely. I thoroughly miss you, and hope the real you comes home soon. XO

Reviews

[Collect-Eye]

wow this is touching and beautiful..half sewn to open doors..and the new scarfed nation..i don't even have words for this..but I must try..it's amazing you can feel so close to someone's pain..it's something I live w/ myself..so I feel completely connected to your suffering in watching someone's suffering on such a deep level..it's weird..i saw a vision about this when i saw your status msg last night..about wanting to stroke your face..saw the bleeding metaphor..even though there was no conscious/rational reason to see that per se..when you contrast/integrate the bruising and the itching w/ aliveness..that speaks volumes..William Blake's piece on the intimate relationship/weaving of joy and misery comes to mind..My friend, who incidentally told me I seem lighter the same night, quoted Blake and it was amazing..But yea, this is amazingly vulnerable and strong..thank you for going to this place and sharing

[Alex Zynder]

it is a complicated and strong tone that this poem was written in, but also blunt and to the point, very hard to do.