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Nicole Archie Poem
DON’T TOUCH ME
MEANS MORE THAN WHAT IT SEEMS
DON’T TOUCH ME
COMES FROM A WOMAN WHO'S BEEN
HURT
DON’T TOUCH ME
COMES FROM A WOMAN WHO'S BEEN
LIED TO AND PUSHED INTO THE DIRT
I REFUSE TO PRETEND ANOTHER DAY
DON’T TOUCH ME AGAIN
OR I SWEAR YOU'LL PAY
DON’T TOUCH ME SHOULD TELL YOU
THAT YOU MEAN NOTHING TO ME
SO WHEN I SAY DON’T TOUCH ME
KNOW THAT IT GOES DEEP
DEEPER THAN YOU'VE EVER LOVED ME
DEEPER THAN YOUR MENTAL CAPACITY
DEEPER THAN ANOTHER EXCUSE
DEEPER THAN ALL OF THE MENTAL AND PHYSICAL ABUSE
DEEPER THAN THE MOST HURTFUL THING
THAT YOU’VE EVER SAID
KNOW WHEN I TELL YOU
NOT TO TOUCH ME
IT COMES FROM A PITIFUL PLACE
DON’T TOUCH ME
COMES FROM BEING CALLED ALL THOSE PITIFUL THINGS
BEING PUT DOWN
BEING LET DOWN
REALLY IT’S A PITIFUL THING
DON’T TOUCH ME
COMES FROM ALL THOSE SLEEPLESS NIGHTS
WORRIED ABOUT YOU
ALL THOSE PITIFUL NIGHTS
DON’T TOUCH ME
COMES FROM YEARS OF TOLERANCE
JUST BECAUSE IT SEEMED LIKE A COMFORTABLE SITUATION
I WAS COMFORTED ALRIGHT
COMFORTED AFTER EACH BRUISE
BEING COMFORTABLE HAS NEVER HURT ME
WHAT HAS HURT ME IS SIMPLY BEING WITH YOU
YOUR TOUCH JUST
REMINDS ME OF ANOTHER LIE
ANOTHER HIT, EXCUSE
ANOTHER LULLABY
THEN YOU CHARM IT UP
AND TELL ME WHAT I WANT TO HEAR
THEN YOU TOUCH ME
AND THE CYCLE CONTINUES
SORRY, BUT NOT THIS TIME
SO PLEASE DO NOT TOUCH ME
YOU'RE JUST A LITTLE BOY
JUST LET ME BE
AND WHILE I WALK AWAY
HE WILL NOTICE JUST ONE MORE THING
THAT WOMAN THAT HE USED TO TOUCH
HAS FINALLY MOVED ON TO BETTER THINGS
ALL IN MY POET-TEA
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Nicole Archie Poem
IT’S EASY AS A 1 TO THE 2 TO THE 3
IM HIGH OFF OF LIFE
AND YOU’RE HIGH OFF OF ME
COULD IT BE
MY ENERGY
MY LIGHT, MY PEACE OF MIND, MY ZEN
YOU OFTEN TIME TRY TO FIGURE ME OUT
BUT I DON’T BEND
MY MIND IS LIFTED
MY CLOUD IS GONE
MY RAINS ARE DRIED OUT
THE SUN IS MY PORN
YOU SEE MY EYES AND MY SMILE
AND YOU WONDER
WHAT GETS HER GOING
WHY BE MAD OR DEPRESSED AT A BEING
THAT’S ONLY MADE TO MAKE MISTAKES
WHY NOT BE GIFTED AND LIFTED ON LIFE
MY EYES HAVE SEEN MOST OF IT ALL
AND HONEY IM STILL EXPLORING
YOU’RE DOUBTS YOU’RE SIGHS
YOUR HUFFS AND PUFFS
YOU’RE ALL DOWN AND IN THE MIDST OF THE BLUES
AND IM HIGH OFF LIFE
LAYING IN THE GRASS
SMILING
IM ALL CLEAR
AND YOU
YOU’RE CONFUSED
DON’T YOU SEE
IVE BEEN THROUGH THINGS
IVE BEEN WHERE YOU ARE IN THE CURRENT
BUT MY HEART IS TO BIG TO BE HARD
MY LIFE LIKE THE WAVES IN A BODY OF WATER
IT’S MY CURRENT
IM NOT HERE TO TELL YOU WHAT YOU NEED TO DO
IM ONLY HUMAN
I MESS UP TOO
HOWEVER THIS ZEN THAT IM IN
MY PEACE HAS BEEN STILL
MY FROWNS HAVE BEEN CLOWNED
BY MY LAUGHTER
AND NO ONE ELSE HOLDS THE KEY TO MY HAPPINESS
I DO NOT GIVE THEM ANYLONGER THAT POWER
SO WHEN YOU SEE ME
AND IM GLOWING AND GLEAMING
AND WHEN YOU ASK ME?
WHAT WILL I SAY?
YOU SEE IT’S EASY AS 1-2-3
IM HIGH OFF OF LIFE
AND YOU’RE HIGH OFF OF ME
THEN YOU ASK AGAIN
COULD IT BE MY ENERGY
OR COULD IT BE MY POET-TEA
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I AM A WOMAN FORCED TO RAISE A MAN
EVERY MAN IN MY LIFE HAS EITHER LIED OR ABUSED
HURT OR CONFUSED ME
SO HERE I AM STUCK
I'M JUST ALL OUT OF LUCK
AND FRANKLY, I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO
I AM A WOMAN FORCED TO RAISE A MAN
AND I DON’T HAVE A CLUE
I LOVE MY CHILD
BUT I HAVE NO EXPERIENCE
I HAVE BEEN AROUND REALLY STRONG WOMEN
BUT RAISING A BOY TO BE A MAN?
I DON’T KNOW THE BEGINNING
MY DAD WAS A ALL AROUND ABUSER
ABUSER OF WOMEN
ABUSER OF DRUGS
ABUSER OF ALCOHOL
ABUSER MENTALLY TO PEOPLE
COCAINE IS A HELL OF A DRUG
THEN I GREW UP
I BECOME INVOLVED WITH A MAN
THE FATHER OF MY CHILD
AND HERE I AM EXPOSING MY SON TO THE SAME TYPE OF MAN
A MAN THAT ABUSES ME PHYSICALLY AS WELL AS MENTALLY
IS A PUNCH MORE THAN A SLAP?
WOULD YOU RATHER BE CHOKED OR CALLED NAMES?
I DON’T KNOW WHO'S MORE TO BLAME
I USED TO BE IN DENIAL JUST BECAUSE HE NEVER PUNCHED ME
JUST BECAUSE MY EYES HAD NEVER BEEN BLACKENED
BUT I MAINTAINED TO HAVE SCARS LEFT BEHIND ALL OF THE GRABBING AND THE SCRATCHING
ALL OF THE DRAGGING ME ACROSS THE FLOOR
I HONESTLY FELT NUMB
THIS HAS BECOME MY NEW NORM
I BEGAN TO STOP TELLING PEOPLE ABOUT IT
I BEGAN TO EXPECT A FIGHT
I BEGAN TO STOP CARING ABOUT THE REPERCUSSIONS FOR MY ACTIONS
I DIDN’T CARE IF I LIVED OR I DIED
THEN I REALIZED I HAVE A PERSON THAT DEPENDS ON ME
HE DEPENDS ON ME TO DO THINGS
I HAVE A SON TO TEACH
AND I AM A WOMAN FORCED TO RAISE A MAN
AND ALTHOUGH I NEVER HAD ANY GOOD EXAMPLES OF WHAT A REAL MAN IS
ALL I CAN DO IS TEACH HIM WHAT A REAL MAN DOESN’T DO
A REAL MAN DOESN’T HURT THE PEOPLE THAT HE LOVES
A REAL MAN DOESN’T ABUSE ANYONE
A REAL MAN DOESN’T ABUSE SUBSTANCES, BECAUSE HE KNOWS THAT HE NEEDS TO LIVE LONG TO BE THERE FOR HIS FAMILY
A REAL MAN LOVES HARD
HARD ENOUGH TO LET A WOMAN GO IF NEED BE
A REAL MAN DOESN’T MAKE EXCUSES
A REAL MAN DOESN’T LIE
A REAL MAN IS GENTLE AND KIND
I MAY ONLY BE A MOTHER TO SOME
BUT I HAVE A HUGE RESPONSIBILITY
I HAVE TO RAISE MY BOY INTO A MAN
THE BEST THAT I CAN
HE DESERVES A BETTER LIFE
IT’S TIME TO END THE CYCLE
UNTIL THEN
I AM A WOMAN FORCED TO RAISE A MAN
ALL IN A DAYS POET-TEA TIME
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