poem.

I. nterpersonal V. accum

 Once upon a time in Neverland

Made of booze and tit’s and measly bands

I unpacked my bags to stay for good

So weary of whether I could or should

 

As I braved the road not usually taken

I trudged on forward, “This lonely back’s ‘a breakin’.”

But weakness isn’t in my vocabulary

I’m more of a “love trumps all” visionary

Who’d choose to be where you’d least like to be?

When at home, at least you have your family

What is love with out giving?

My hearts always brimming

but my hands stay empty

With so little to give, they’re so damn empty.

To me, being a woman is being impregnated with life

At the touch of a finger

she brings comfort to your strife.

I hold the potential to share my brilliance

But who listens to love over someone with trillions?

 

Nobody, that’s who.

 

Love isn’t valued,

 

All they say is “fuck love, do you.”

Like there even is a you

without the love of the people who help you through.

I sure know that for a fact

I invest in each day with careful tact

My heart that’s aching

And back that’s breaking

For a little piece of paper,

Why stay? you ask, and put in the labor?

 

Because one day my words will change the world

They’ll have value and merit, even when limitlessly unfurled

See, the battle won’t really be quite finished

Until I make sure the mentality has already diminished

that community doesn’t matter.

“Fuck the haters” you say, as you climb up your ladder

To success?

Why cause so much stress

by doing it all alone

When to every single person you’ve shown

abrasiveness and your stone cold shoulder

All you’ll get from that

Is an unmovable boulder,

on your upwards climb to “the top,”

until you look back,

 in your tracks you’ll stop.

 

The place where your loved ones always stay

Right there at your back, each and every day.

That’s what you fight for

Put in that “grind”

Stay up, study all night for.

That’s where you’ll eventually return to

A loving place that puts success back in view.

Because when you give love you get love

That’s the true success that they speak of

When your words begin to simply matter

You’ll finally have reached the top of your ladder.

 

Written By Sofia c. Doria-Quesada