Get To Me


When your day has been rougher than our slave ancestors hands and feet

When you can’t think of a single positive thing

When the world has you beat

Just get to me


Make your way to me so that I can wrap my arms around your frame

Simultaneously absorbing all of your pain


So that I can nurture you back to your high spirited self

Taking the “you” that I woke up next to off of the shelf

Dusting you off

Cleaning every crevice from the dirt of your day

Fuck the bills that you have yet to pay

Forget the sensitive opinions of your peers

Take off that censor that you put on to tiptoe around their fears.

Leave it at the door.

Be you, king

Let me release…that tension in your shoulders and neck

Let me rub the world news out of your back

Let me…

I said I want to pulverize the bricks you tote

All you have to do is

Just get to me…

Published by B.still

I'm Tiara (a.k.a B.Still). I'm a photographer and an overall creator. My writings can be found here as well as my photography! Join my journey to freedom and peace doing the things that I love!

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