Submissions by AaliyahRose

I’m confined.
I’m quiet.
I’m struggling.
I’m crying.
I’m dying.
But not afraid.
I saw my child like self sitting in a tight yet suffocating, yet unbelievable, yet cold, yet dark room.
She sits in the corner trying to reach her grownup self but the adult me doesn’t seem to let her have the time to express that she too need to share a body of one with her in order to feel whole, alive, carefree, playful, laughing everything that a person should be able to have time for in the world of being grown up.Child me watches from afar the repetition of grownup days...

You were everything I dreamed of (Illusion of Disguise). Your words filled me with the words of love that I thought you meant ( Lies upon those lips). Your hunger of desire for me, my how much I really wanted you in between my thighs. ( fulfill my sexual hunger). When you first said “ I love you” ( I loathe you). When you said trust me (betray her)…Do you know why I write in this form of what was you and me? Because during that time…that voice in the back of my mind that contradicted every word that you spoke, every time that we connected, every time that we touched, every time that we made...