Wednesday, December 5, 2018



I can't even be in charge of my own body,
so what makes me think I can save anyone else.
He says I smell like pepper, but that doesn't mean I am
strong enough to fight back.
The pepper works itself into my eyes and blinds me,
but even if I am temporarily numbed,
I will never be like him, I will never tear others apart
for no reason other than brutal force.

All he wants to do is destroy
in order to feel like his body is stronger.
He can't control his own body, so he'll control others.
He wants to be the boss of broken body parts.

Some of us will refuse to be his apprentice. 
Some of us have hearts that cannot be easily baked
in this oven. Some of us will try to rise
above all this hate.

--Juliet Cook

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