Bravery (spoken word)

by Yakari Gabriel   Oct 30, 2013


I wish I could stand right here
and gush about how brave I am,
I wish I could take you to a battlefield
and say that I've won every single
battle that was ever put in front of me.

But tonight, all I am brave enough to do is to admit that I'm a coward.

That I need more than my two hands to count the times I've tried to escape my own body as if it was prison and not home.

I don't have no story about jumping windows and getting in trouble.
I wish I could tell you that I spend every weekend in a new bed but I, I sin in other ways

I lost my pride when I let a fool put me second, I lost my integrity when I decided that if I was to only have you on weekends, I'd sacrifice my whole week, I'd hand it to loneliness as if my time didn't mean anything.

I've been a coward since that one time you said "I never loved you, I lied"
that was the day I learned how to run..

I run from dates and from kind words,
I run from interviews, and jobs, and people who believe in me. I run from time with my friends, and I turn down everything that wants to make me believe I'm worthy

The only time I know how to stop running is when the taken hold me,
Just to remember for a second what your arms felt like, but I start running again when the memory fills me with pain

its been almost a year since you broke my heart, and even though I'm not bleeding anymore, the scars come to surface ever time someone calls me beautiful, every time they tell me I'm a queen.

What is there to praise on a woman that runs around like a wild beast,
with the wild hair, acting like she does not care.

Its not about how much they like me, its about the way I can't see why-
and its not about how they say they love me, its the way I can never tell in which way.

someone please come and make me young and unbroken, young and un-bothered, young and undone

help me find what I was before you
came in, because it seems like
an option is the only thing I know how to be.

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  • 11 years ago

    by Chelsey

    I hate that you feel this way, it's all untrue. The first step is always admitting it and you have...you know, we all don't have to tell you your beautiful. Or you're wonderful. If you were ugly, if you were annoying, unworthy, we wouldn't have to lie. We could keep it to ourselves and not tell you. But we don't think that at all.....

    You've got to get to the point where now you ready your heart for someone else who is worthy and finds you worthy. Take this arsehole and use them as an example of what you never want to be with.....that's what I've done with people who hurt me. I don't hurt. Just am grateful they showed me what I never want.

    As far as this poem..gahhhhhh I always love your spoken word though i hate the feelings behind them...I love the attitude. The contemplation. The sadness....

    Ugh. Just like you said before,.people are bad for your heart, but do wonders to your poetry,

    Love this.

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