I'm Blonde
Smaller than even
Petite
Not even
100 lbs
Soaking wet…
The music pounded
Surged and
I raged
Against
& with
The beat.
I was 13
And it changed me
Forever.
No one understands
But the Pit.
In the Pit
I understand them
And they
Understand me.
I beat them
They beat me
And together
We rage
Against the unfairness
Of it all
& become
Human.
“Violent Punks”
They call us
Slur.
Misunderstand.
There is more
Compassion
In the Pit
Than others
Will ever find
Out there
In a cruel world.
If I fall down
I will be helped up.
As I hit someone
It is because
They know how I feel
And it is their gift
To me.
I let them hit me
In the Pit
Because I know
Its not because
They want to hurt me
They just can't
Stand the poison
In their soul
From living
In this
#$%^& up
World
Culture
Country.
I'd rather
Live in the Mosh Pit
Dancing thriving
Healing with
Them
Than letting people
Beat me with their
Words and looks
Than without them…
You can find me
In the Pit
Blonde
Smaller than even
Petite
Not even
100 lbs
Soaking wet…
