It’s those Saturday mornings laughing underneath the sheets its a glimpse of everything I dreamed that makes me feel hope for us. Saturdays could be our thing.
ALLIE MILLERIt’s those Saturday mornings laughing underneath the sheets its a glimpse of everything I dreamed that makes me feel hope for us. Saturdays could be our thing.
ALLIE MILLERI’m such a people pleaser I even want random strangers on the internet to like me.
ALLIE MILLERI am on another planet experiencing myself the colors run but I’m not caught up on perfections here I just want to be my own friend again I just want to love my bones without restraint.
ALLIE MILLERSpilling coffee-like tea on Sunday mornings with like-minded women is my favorite color of blooming.
ALLIE MILLERI gave names to all my disorders to humanize the pain.
ALLIE MILLERIf nothing else you have inspired me to write beautiful poetry if nothing else I bring words to the table with me.
ALLIE MILLERAnd when I pour myself unafraid like the shatter had a purpose I become the wave.
ALLIE MILLERI fought my way through plastic men the woman in me learned how to show her teeth no matter how fucking unladylike they say it makes me.
ALLIE MILLERIf only were my skin like art shining against the mould, if only my body were a canvas brave if only.
ALLIE MILLERWe are survivors we glisten in the sun for all the nights I died alone I did not know another woman carried my song and it is beautiful now look what we have become.
ALLIE MILLERWith all your words of glass, I felt the wedding dress rip If I don’t want to give you the satisfaction of seeing me cry why should I want to give you the rest of my life?
ALLIE MILLERYour silence speaks in waves I am trying to not drown in my own thoughts let alone yours.
ALLIE MILLERWhen I ask myself why am I even sober anymore I wish I could lose myself for even just a minute without it being a death sentence.
ALLIE MILLERI do not want my worth to be centered in men with fangs for teeth I do not deserve to be degraded in a leather seat my worth is powerful you will never take that away from me.
ALLIE MILLERCan anybody hear me? Are my words going to waste I need to believe there was a purpose to all the pain?
ALLIE MILLERIt may have been mad love but at least it made me taste something even if it was blood.
ALLIE MILLER