i grew up with the belief that my head was on fire, the flames reflected in my family's eyes, the
bitterness sang in their lullabies, the misplaced bruises on my backside/
something is wrong deep within my fundament, something lacking and flawed / i, this curse to be corrected, this immense weight refusing to be lifted, this blood stain to be tirelessly scrubbed, unfit for the small space i took, undeserving of unconditional love/
oh how ive tried to mend me/ softening the weeping, expelling my tattered soul to make room for their dreams, slicing off pieces to mold into the image of "normalcy" / wringing aged melancholy like wine from the hallows of my body
oh how i died so violently/
ripped apart by internal lightning
struck through the heart, diminishing my essence/ drenching my being in gasoline
/oh how i burned, i burned and hurt so fiercely,
now the scalding linked chains of their arms are rusting, the brick walls of my world crumbling, / but the smoke is clearing, and the stars are proud, winking and beaming, and now i know im more than what ive been taught to perceive.
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