Fight Fight
Till past your last breath
If you don't fight your gonna die
Don't look back at the bodies
People you thought loved you
Look forward
Push on
The minuet you fall
You wont get a second chance
That will be the end
You don't get to trip and fall
You have to stand
You can't fall behind
Can't ask for a hand
Be strong
Be proud
Move forward
You'll get there one day
One day you might get to rest
Just keep pushing
If you don't you die
Move forward
Don't let them see you
You'll be the top
But only if you keep moving
You don't get a rest
Don't have time for a break
Maybe one day
But that day is a long ways away
YOU ARE READING
Poetry
PoetryJust some poetry I write about being ftm trans* and other stuff. Some unfinished, others finished. A mix of the good and the bad
