Friday, December 5, 2008

Alya's Funk II

This funk I feel is more than words
More than an attitude
This funk is my reals

My truths that I'm spilling to you
These feelings

Stopped up by my own
Fears of the tears
That run deep
As canyons that have
No bottom to catch this pain
That top the height of my agony
Do you feel me?

Or do you judge me
Because I am square
And don't fit into your
Circles of mediocrity
This heart that beats inside of this cage

Is filled with righteous rage
Rage fueled by being stepped on and over

Tucking within myself just to find cover
This funk is real

As from all directions
The sting of being me
I feel

© Alya Landry 2008

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