Matterz

I want more for myself
Than to see me as some
Backseat cristening fauq buddy type of receptacle as I have
Allowed myself to be seen of me
And how I perceive me matters
As A woman on the loose
Im raging war on the battlefield
Of my own mind
Pillaging and burning down
Staxks of hateful memories
These beautiful ashez
I see behind dark
Lids my eyze close their
Mindz to.
If you only you knew how much
I pray that my emotional, intelligence acquires much
Adaptability to the levelz
The god in me sees
Images of likeness
Is important it also matters
As it should
Since I matter
I should want whatever
For myself that matterz to ME