And so it is….
September 10, 2010
I made you
I own you
Without me, you are nothing – less than human
Worthless
I made you
I own you
Without me, you are nothing – less than human
Worthless
I made you
I own you
Without me, you are nothing – less than human
Worthless
And so it is… just as you said
So goes my narrative
Fell from your lips like doctrine – blessed me
Laced your truths in my prayers
And so it goes…
You made me quiet
Placed your finger to my lips and said, “Hush”
Spoke silence into my existence
Burrowed into esophagus – stripped away sound
I hid my voice so deep in my lungs you couldn’t hear me breathing
Had me convinced that words are better left unsaid
Or better yet – bled on flesh
And so they were
You tattooed your lies across my flesh
And if you look closely, you’ll see how I haphazardly traced over them with my voice box cutter
Sometimes all I ever hear is bleeding
You own my pleasure
Crushed my clit in your fist
Claimed my cunt as your haven for you secrets, guns, knives
Ripped me open with your brooms, bats, bottles
But didn’t realize – I am more woman than my vagina
Extend pass the wounds of my cunt
The slump of my breasts
The curve of my hips
The breadth of my smile
Without you, I am nothing less than human
Skin and skull – body breathing
Flawed and fucked up but I am here
Discovered that brilliance is the act of surviving
With every breath, I survive
Found my sound in my breath – found my worth my sound
Discovered the melody of my bloodstream
Found the downbeat of my heart pump
I am flesh and bone, fragile skeleton
Rhythmically surviving
Rooted in the worth of my noise
I am human and therefore brilliant
I am human and therefore brilliant
I am human and therefore brilliant
I declare it and so it is…
By Jade
September 17, 2010 at 9:58 pm
Whoa! Extremely powerful. I can really relate to the “I made you” part as it is something I’m working on in therapy lately. Thanks so much for sharing this with us for THE BLOG CARNIVAL AGAINST CHILD ABUSE for our poetry section. I hope you join us again.
October 6, 2010 at 6:10 pm
Thank you! i love your blog! I’ll definitely keep sharing!
October 14, 2010 at 7:42 pm
My dad thought he owned me too. He never said it but he acted it out with his iron fisted control of everything in my life until I was 19 and ran away from home. Thanks for sharing.