A Fuck You & A Thank You.
🤍🖤 But for the love of Strangers.
You do not know us
Beyond our words
That beat with our hearts
Have not born witness
To anguish and-
Pain
And impossible struggle
Those who watched us grow
Fail
Grow
Fail again
Renew
And be renewed
You, stranger
Have never used the words
Anything you need
Call me if you're in trouble
You do not know us
Beyond our beating heart
Words
Yet your hearts reached out
With a humanity
That showed us a fairy tale
Humanity
Our closest do not wield
With their spidey senses
and fake give a damns
they held us close
until we were too much
we aren't too much
well, maybe a little
maybe they're numb
that changes nothing
they live
in amongst
the shattered
Porcelain of betrayal
Sad realizations
That love
That loyalty
Are in word only
But there you were
Hands of strangers
Lifting us up
you do not know us
yet you cared enough
to hold our precious hearts
Close
More than them
Yet
You do not know us
They say they know us
If you're ever in trouble
We thought
We knew them.
Thank you.
And fuck you.
Simultaneously.
As One.
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You always succeed at breaking my heart: skillfully, rhythmically and beautifully. I feel the rejection, I can see the darkness, I can hear the irony and smell the frustration. Sometimes this world is an awful place to be, and sometimes it's great until it's not again. Your poem outlined this in a way that is easy to digest, and you've got such an incredible mind that I am just in awe, always. 👌🏾🤗❤️
Oof, that's raw, powerful, and honest—a heartfelt "thank you" wrapped in a sharp "how dare you." Strangers showing up when "your people" don’t? That hits. Duality at its realest.
Sobbing: I do understand. Watching "those" who are supposed to love us, unconditionally fall like dead flies in winter's windowsill. Peaking at us without a heart, polite guilt? Yes, fuck them!
Shattered porcelain of betrayal, I especially loved that!
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Similarly to what's already been said - this is beautifully penned and I hat that you've had that experience. I guess we all have at some point... but sucks that strangers or relative strangers will be the supportive ones and those closest who should by default, are just not there!
Love this and loathe it in equal measure. It's heartbreaking when people aren't there for you - especially when they're close family or friends. Wishing you all the best.
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This is beautifully written, but God damn it sucks when people have to be that way - especially the closest ones. 🤗
This is a lovely poem, I imagined it being read with shouts at certain points for emphasis, I’m not sure if you meant it that way, but it was great!
Great Poem. Yet you cared enough to hole our precious hearts close. Profound and nicely done!!