There, he exists
There he's free from the night's trials and the hate that wreaks inside
Here, he is trapped, the frame of his body threatening to break
Break into the too-round thighs and short build
There, the girl is dead
There she lays, peaceful in the psyche of being he instead of the she
Here, she awakens, disturbed from a slumber long needed
Here is the land of fake smiles and boycotted makeup
Here, there, everywhere
Days fade in and out and back again
The two struggle to survive, heroes of the tumbled tale of life
Sometimes
Some days they conquer
Other times, they weep
For the boy that longs to wake
And the girl that needs to sleep
YOU ARE READING
Fight Your Demons
PoetryPoetry from an angry boy, too scared to be a man A paper heart and an incarcerated mind Caged words and a broken tongue The words spilt in the night This is the absence of light, the expired fight All the demons come to take him away In hopes he w...
