for they understand,
the bruises I made
with the touch of my hand.
Hold back my arms;
unable to control.
Not knowing the strength
when the pain's let go.
Search deep in my eyes;
the brutal, raw emotions
seeps through the cries
never brought to the surface.
Take the realms of my mind;
hear what you can bear.
Realize these aren't lies,
but the real deal.
Taste the desires of my heart;
they are bittersweet.
Feel the beats like thunder.
That's how it rolls through me.
Give, hold, search, take, taste.
This is my life,
only take your plate
-NahJah Gardiner
