I peel the layers of myself to feel and numb, numb and feel again I spread the skin of my shed layer to see and behold, behold and see again I split the skin of myself, to understand and understand understand, understand ~Sammicakes
Category: poems
even when I’m alone
there is always a constant pressure to perform there is always that nagging feeling that I am that I am being watched surveyed scrutinized held to the standards of what is expected, what is expected from a human being that looks like me, that is feminine, female I felt so aware even subconsciously, even even…
I love you, I do
cheated and shattered beaten and battered I love you, I do splayed out and clattered strewn out and splattered I love you, I do I love you, I do What can I say to make you believe all the words that I bring to you? What can I say to make you love me as…
Why’d They Make Me | Song
Why’d they make me read such sad shit as a kid I’m glad that they did Otherwise the world wouldn’t look right And my words wouldn’t be right And I’d never find the will to write All of it down There wouldn’t be a reason There wouldn’t be a reason There wouldn’t be a reason…
God Man | Poem
Bringer of agony Classifier of the planets Giver of purpose Master of morals Decider of life Final word’s whispered at time’s end ~ Sammicakes
longpast lies | poem
Every time I come back here I notice all the little ways I changed And despite the differences I realized I’m ultimately the same ~Sammicakes
For Me | Poem
Nothing for me
A Kiss From Within
Take up my hands in my hands Take in my eyes with my eyes See my form from my form See light within from my light within Sense beauty from beauty Sense radiance, confidence from confidence, radiance Idyllic Her with my potential Her gentle smile granted by the stars Her caring eyes bestowed upon by…
Why Do I?
to tell you the truth
Of Ocean, Of Lingering Touch
Long past hum of amethyst waves Low and rhythmic in midnight’s stupor Still buzzing, singing, within the space between ears Linger like its ceaseless touch Against oblivious skin and undressed frame In the dark solitude of sweet velvet night That does not hold home, that does not hold back its yawn With head resting, body…
Sammicakes 