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i have always wanted
to ask the universe
why it has cursed me
so that every month
i bleed
on an altar
of blood
so that my insides
are hollow
and other people
can fill it with their
sweet little lies.
i have always wanted to know
why i cannot be whole
on my own
because i have been
ripped to shreds
by my desires
as my veins drained
and my body
went cold.
i want to give, too
but i always need.
i have been bestowed strength
but not in the form
of a sword
i am both powerless and
powerful
all at the same time.
some call me a woman
but really i’m just
a little girl.
About the Creator
Sara
Don’t look for love.
Be love.
Comments (12)
What a wonderful inspiring and powerful poem.
Always been a fan of your writing. Jazzy reading it also gave it extra life. Well done as always, Sara!
Adored this on the podcast! Thank you for this!
I found this through the podcast and am glad I did. I love your voice, there is always so much truth in your words. Excellent writing!
This is really great. Super poweful and captures so much of a woman's experience so succintly. Brilliant!
I am such a fan of your style, and it was great hearing this on the podcast. I found this incredibly relatable.
Here is your episode https://open.spotify.com/episode/3riOIsommVkLPAzIPUg9oV?si=5pPMmnroRBiHO_tiOOi7VQ
I love how amazing and powerful your poem is
Lovely and heartful. Really moving💙Anneliese
This was so freaking relatable! I loved this so much!
This felt like a swim in deep waters 🤍 Really well composed, great work 👌
Ohhh the imagery here. I love your style so much