DianaGetsRevengel

Tag: poetry

  • Angels Dust

    A little secret there a little secret here little secrets everywhere your family legacy is covered up both in blood angels dust, devils dust and rust and drugs a gunshot wound to the head mysterious deaths and you will not rewrite a history that is also mine I know the end Diana, not Diana Gets…

  • I know

    I know I know I know I know I know I know And I will take my name back The family tree remembers Lies you do not want to be seen Your grandiose delusions are memories from a cocaine addled brain who wanted to hide bodies in the river holes punched in walls and dead…

  • He was a character

    And you cut off bits of our family history like a bad editor who doesn’t understand our back story he’s a character you say oh, he was a character he was the villain and you all refused to look and listen it was all there it was all there you just never fucking cared

  • It’s not a big deal

    It’s not a big deal It’s just who they voted for Why are you angry about that? You should relax about more things It’s not that big of a deal It’s a red hat in a supermarket and the guy that’s racist to the Mexican family that checked out ahead of him It’s the woman…

  • Dead butterflies

    I’ve got dead butterflies in the recesses of my mind old crushes I thought I had I don’t think I ever actually did maybe that’s a lie I don’t know anymore I can’t think of love the same way Now that I know societies score

  • Half myself

    I live in this world where I am constantly holding back never saying what I want to say for fear of making others mad I wish I were braver that I could say the truth to people I want to but I don’t think they’d even listen to me No one listens to me I…

  • We have always been villains

    We were the ones writing the history books shaping it with our media history has been our narrative yet we have forgotten to look at the history of ourselves our first President had teeth made from slaves We are not the heroes we have made ourselves out to be We have always been villains it…

  • Poetry My Family Will Hate #2

    I only talked about it once then never again and the truth of it is a relationship sounds like a nightmare to me I know too much about power dynamics guns in the bottoms of wells hidden bank accounts punched holes in walls and birth control messed with men leaving a woman with seven mouths…

  • In spaces no one wants me

    And I am basic Existing in the smallness of what little security I have Alone in my little apartment I think of revolutions without doing a single thing I think of women that came before me that shook the worlds around them painting when the world told them not to educating themselves in a world…

  • What if I were

    What if I were a little bit bolder? What if I were a little bit meaner? And I don’t even mean meaner I simply mean being direct What if I took as much as a man? Swore as much as a man? Was as angry as a man? What then? Would I reach my full…