A poem
It was breaking me at first The silence, the closures The lack of strangers in my space Then crashing against my shore The waves of disappointment and disgust came swift and heavy Is it possible to isolate myself Even more, I wondered This dating app shits for the birds And no longer did I want to flock To the very cesspools that left me hurt and confused Why ask about me When all you see when you look upon me is meat, A hole like any other? Empty invitations Growing my appreciation For this new normal, this isolation So I strayed away Further and further The notifications ringing and ringing, New matches and new likes New audacity, new disrespect Reminding me someone wanted to reach me But not the someone I needed to reach me Tired of being free therapy For men For women For children For overgrown children I strayed further Staying closer to the familiar Away from the strangeness of strangers And my adoption of their habits But the notifications continued The unwanted messages continued And I wished still To isolate myself further
~Rae’s Violet Words 2020~
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