This look in my eyes isn't
hate isn't
anger isn't
sleep deprivation
this isn't fear or struggle
this is not a bad mood
this is the fire
that was lit years ago
by those who wronged me. by things that hurt me and experiences that fucked me up in more ways than one
This is far from the end of my pain and persisting battles
but it is one step closer to acceptance
i have made it this far and i know there will be punishing times and people who fight in opposition to my own found revelations of life
but all i can tell you
is go ahead and bring it
for i will burn you
By the forging of a self-healed soul
beaten and broken from constant grief
though in continuation is a kindred spirit
an understanding heart
a passionate desire to help
a loving respect for who i care for
That is mine to call
and that no one including yourself
may ever take away
or break.
-fire
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You
Poetry"You"- meaning the you personally and You aside from me. This book talks about the You individually and going through times when you are your own light but, also when all you see and when all you feel is darkness. The You I dream about and need and...
