By: Jocelyn Lemus
remember me. my body
and
color of
my skin.
i use my hands.
my dark,
trembling
hands.
to cover my head full of why’s.
why this? why that?
i clenched my
sore,
vulnerable.
knees.
until they locked.
anything. everything.
to prevent the pain,
from penetrating
into
my
soul.
for that was all
i
had left.
it wasn’t enough for.
you.
but it will always be enough for.
me.
i wanted
it to be over.
i wanted
my body to naturally
secrete
anesthesia.
i wanted
my body to go.
numb.
im possible.
i had
to
freeze.
i had to lay there.
and.
take it all in.
every single piece of it.
i wanted
to breathe.
peacefully,
equally,
truly.
just let me breathe.
today. tomorrow. forever.