C*ntboy
Queerboy
Fightboy
Masc
Run far away til they dont catch you
The price of your wings makes you a forgotten stranger
One day you are here, and the next youve changed
Can you blame them for not knowing?
I never asked to be so weightless
Yet I have craved it since birth
I knew then, what I know now
That honey is sweeter than milk
I am strong now
Stronger than I have been
I have haphazardly prepared for the day I am on my own
Ive been fighting since before then
I came flapping and fighting like a moth in the night
Fight the sleep and search for a light
You find the end of the tunnel in a flame
And you enter a new day with your fists still swinging
I used to think I was here to burn out
But I find there is yet more years left of me
And through hollow bones and strength just enough to get me off the ground
I will not stop running the tired track
Until I have found the very best of me
And get to see it shine through my skin
It will be from in my blood
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18 Years of God Damn Bullshit: A Memoir
Non-FictionPoems and stories from my chaotic life because I love to trauma dump with sexy words. Be kind, and enjoy <3