For Phyllis Hyman | #WorldSuicidePreventionDay


Black girls fight for their lives every day… 

we keep breathing even when we’d rather stop because we don’t want to inconvenience those we’d leave behind.

We live because folk might not care that we’re gone.

We refuse to take pills… or slit wrists because the pain may feel too good.

Black girls have been there… staring death in the mirror… but not having time to give their lives away.

’cause if I’m not here to do it… cook it… clean it… love it… who will? 

While we’re living on this earth… our souls are a fist full of sawdust. 

Alive and bound… too strong and too proud to admit… I’d rather not live.




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