Prologue Poem

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He cried every night

Now His eyes are forever dried

He cant keep up with the stresses of life

He has to find a way to cope with this pain

Because permanent band-aids are not the way to go

His life almost feels like those "classic" suicide tropes

But He'll prove himself

along with everyone else

That He can make it

Even if it hurts Him in the end.


Sometimes when mad

or Lonley

or sad

His head would feel funny

in a way he couldn't describe.

But it wasn't bad!

Oh no,

It was great!

Except for the pain 

when He'd shove it all out.


Skipping a month or two,

He sits with a girl who He tells this secret to

She at first finds it strange 

But she'd do It for Him

Even if she didn't quite understand MDLB.


A little while longer, He finds the right name

He not weird or strange

He's just simply coping!

He tells the girl, but she doesn't quite hear

To her it was a Kink, and not self care


His little space 

Is no longer quite safe

They take His things,

Ignoring His pleas

He's weird and strange

And needs to behave.


He's trying His best,

But nobody see's

His life feels like one big test

It's tearing him down

He's constantly crumbling down

As for right now

This story will end in a frown

The biggest cliffhanger of all

Is his eventual fall

But for now He is coping 

Needed no Band-aids for a while

Though he's come close,

He's ok  for now

And I would know

For He is I and I is He

Welcome to My Story


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