Choices Made for Us 

  Here we go

Pretty spirits arranged in rows 
Somehow we still end up alone
I would say-
wind me up like a doll
And I’ll spin round and round
Or dance in place
He should get what he paid for
But waiting isn’t what we were made for
Opposite those who die to settle
We aren’t tired
We aren’t tragic
We are alive and awake
We are sewn from magic
Rip off this dress made from velvet
Run into poverty’s hands 
I don’t want your majesty
When I could live in freedom. 
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Happy Now?

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Happy Now?

Are you happy baby?
Pull my strings and weigh me
Cinch the ties and wrap me
Up against the wall
But make sure not to be there when I fall
Broken parts on a stainless floor
Sew your puppet back together
Paint my bruises with some concealer
Add a layer of powder, rouge? Or will you use a bronzer?
Muted until you stitch my lips back on
Dolled up as you please
Lips, eyes, chest, back, knees
Beating me into submission
To feed your anxious demons
Oh isn’t life just grand!
Now my blood decorates your hands
My ugliness is showing again
Stretching and stuffing
Life is pouring out faster than you can put it back in
The quickness of your fingers on that needle
Are you happy now?

Ascent

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Ascending

into freedom

I know you want me

Coming in your kingdom

Stretch that lace

Round my neck

Crack that whip

My nails down your…

Hypnotic pulses

Regenerating

A lovers connection

But I am not bound

To my knees

To adorn you

My hands are not tied

skin to skin

To absorb your sin

My mouth is not gagged

Screaming for permission to speak

My words run wild

And I follow their lead

Right out the door

Free