"Girl Interrupted"

She laid there at 90 degrees latitude; so cold inside to bear.

A product of her environment, embracing the existence of his longitude- "yea" she'd go there. The power of the stroke exuded the only confidence she obtained;

The only feeling of belonging possessed as she released out like a bank side reservoir.

Hidden by the appellations designated over time,

masked under false pretenses that came true while she was blind.

Victimized in the whirlwind of life's negativity;

She evolved in a repetitious act of pure instability.

She defined her talent as the flexibility, and durability of her limbs;

A trapeze act is what she became while lacking validity in her being.

As she spread her legs across countries, and rendered her heart within deserts, she slowly diminished inside, requesting love each time she performed.

Her moan equaled cries, and screams meant pain;

Longing for arms of love, yet men only boasted when she'd call out their name.

As she thirsted upon his entity, she cried "deeper" for his emphasis;

Believing that with every modulation she'd obtain a presence in someone's eyes.

Reverting back to emptiness after the rise becomes a fall, she lays there in a hollow place praying for a revelation.

Not knowing that when she opens up she allows entrance to the wrong hole;

Leaving the heart still empty, retrieving again the same stronghold.

Definition is lacking in her acts, which ignites her heart being abducted;

She lays there in that same latitude-COLD; "Girl Interrupted."

~CFJustavessl

Pardon the metaphoric vernacular used in this piece, however, after talking with some young ladies that other day, I was inspired to let the pen testify. We have to throw our arms around our young ladies. Allow them to understand that we have a respect that is due to us just because of our mere existence. However, that respect is not given, we must exude the magnetic appeal so that others know it shall be rendered unto us. Proclaim to them that society does not define beauty, you define your own. And most of all, remind them that before we can love we must first love ourselves.