“If nothing else you have inspired me to write beautiful poetry if nothing else I bring words to the table with me.”

We 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.

We live in a society where I am a crazy bitch for going to any lengths to keep you away from me.

Writing spiteful poetry in a chapel I realized I have to love you no matter what you do.

I 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.

Can anybody hear me? Are my words going to waste I need to believe there was a purpose to all the pain?

Sex is not a map to me anymore I am more than my physical body.

I 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.

I imagine poetry to be a living entity in me.

It may have been mad love but at least it made me taste something even if it was blood.

I believe the ashes of my past life were stepping stones to becoming free.

I wish I could drink my troubles away but I can’t even do that right.

Why do you call me only so you can control me god I know you are lying but remorse sounds so good in your throat?

Ana gets fed off compliments I’m only as sick as my secrets.

With 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?

A woman of integrity I swallow stones I used to throw grace was daunting until I surrendered then everything changed a woman was made.

Spilling coffee-like tea on Sunday mornings with like-minded women is my favorite color of blooming.

There is beauty in everything, even in silence and darkness.

Everybody needs beauty, places to play in and pray in where nature may heal and cheer and give strength to the body and soul alike.

The only lasting beauty is the beauty of the heart.

I love my fans. They’re the most beautiful thing in the entire world for me. Every single thing I do is for them.

Hope is such a beautiful word, but it often seems very fragile. Life is still being needlessly hurt and destroyed.

One of the most beautiful qualities of true friendship is to understand and to be understood.

When people see some things as beautiful, other things become ugly. When people see some things as good, other things become bad.

This most beautiful system of the sun, planets and comets, could only proceed from the counsel and dominion of an intelligent and powerful being.