Survive and Thrive
I held the spoon while you held the flame
That melted your sweet toxicity of illusion for my veins.
I broke and shattered as you raped my wife,
Killed my husband, degraded my sexuality,
Called me whore, crack head, queer, dyke,
Nigger, spic and all the like.
Remnants of who I once was lay adrift in your sea of hate and pain.
On the shoreline of your subconscious,
I begin the task of gathering
What remains of who I am.
Piece by piece, I find my heart, my soul,