Soph 09/11/2021
Flower Crowns and Fearsome Things
everyone loves a strong woman
until that woman
no longer tolerates their bullshit.
?the age-old proverb.
under the light of the full moon
she dances about wildly,
hoping an otherworldly being
will come whisk her away
& take her on a grand adventure.
?she?s so done with reality
?Pensa, PENSA no melhor livro dela, mds ainda preciso terminar os outros mas eu amei muito muuuuuiiiito esse, falou tantas vdds que ate arrepiou
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she cries just as much when
she?s completely happy
as she does when
she?s utterly devastated.
(she likes to think it?s enough to
water wildflower meadows.)
they may call her pathetic.
they may call her dramatic.
they may call her a baby.
but she thinks it?s a blessing
to feel everything so much.
?goddess of spring
she is not strong
because
she wields a sword.
she?s strong
&
she wields a sword.
get it right.
?she never needed a weapon to be powerful.
everyone loves a strong woman
until that woman
no longer tolerates their bullshit.
?the age-old proverb.
i refuse to be ashamed
of taking up my rightful space.
i refuse to apologize
for daring to have an opinion.
?it?s a pleasure to disappoint you.
when someone she loves is sad,
she stops at nothing to
make sure they feel better.
if she could, she would magic
a double rainbow into the sky
just to see a small smile on their face,
even though she can?t think of
a single soul in her life
who would do the same for her.
?being the dependable friend is difficult sometimes.
is it normal for a father
to make you feel like
your voice is so small
it doesn?t even matter?
?just a stupid, silly girl.
.under the light of the full moon
she dances about wildly,
hoping an otherworldly being
will come whisk her away
& take her on a grand adventure.
?she?s so done with reality
you don?t have to do very much
to make her happy.
just let her wear your t-shirt
& read her fairy tales
until she falls asleep.
?the only thing she needs is you.
covering you with
a blanket when you?re cold?
lightly running fingertips
over your scalp?
bringing you your
favorite pancakes in bed?
folding your clothes
without being asked to?
surprising you with
perfectly made coffee.
?how she shows her love without words.
there are days when she wants so badly to
escape her life for something simple & carefree?
to wake up in a cramped cottage
with a tangled & overgrown garden
where she can get drunk on tea
among butterflies & faeries.
oh, what a dream that would be.
she would never have to see anyone again.
?magic still has to exist somewhere, right?
when my heart shatters again,
i know i can always count
on my mother to show me
how to repair it.
bless her wisdom.
bless her selflessness.
bless her compassion.
bless her gentleness.
bless her everything.
may i grow to be
even half the woman she is.
?she?s the blueprint.
bless my mother?s anger.
i know if anyone should ever
try to inflict pain upon me,
she?ll bring the whole earth
to its knees to get justice for it.
?i wouldn?t mess with her wrath.