i want to change
i want to be someone
who spits out the words
that are scratching at her throat,
i want to be someone who laughs
when throwing away the thoughts
crawling and choking
along the pathways of her soul
and making her stumble
i want to be someone
who raises her voice
in a way that everyone sees
how she's raising her mind with two hands
like a crown made of words
gleaming with truth
i want to be someone
who loves freely
and holds out a hand
to pull someone to the top
of a mountain of hearts intertwined
without caring if she'll be
pushed off to plummet
to the ground of cold solitude—
a loneliness she knows well,
a place she calls home,
while looking up and longing
for something, someone
that will stay so she's
not so alone
*WORK IN PROGRESS* (will edit more later, possibly)
huh, I'm not sure if I understand this one. it felt important to put down tho, so here you go. happy wednesday, everyone. reminder: you can make it through the rest of this week:)
love,
mari
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