I guess I need reminding too,
Not to question
Gifts given—
Even ones from
The shadows.
Month: January 2023
Argus
The eyes of Argus gaze
From the ink-scratched journal,
Where I keep their judgements
Dear Anima
Dear Anima *** Dear Anima,I don’t know what I’m doing.I’ve been depressed before;I have hurt myself in the past,But this pain is numbing.I dream of running away,To…… Read more “Dear Anima”
A Hearth-Tender’s Oath
A Hearth-Tender’s Oath The hearth radiates a golden hue againstThe cushioned chairs and vermilion sofas,Which surrounded a stained mahogany table,Covered in scraps of ink-scratched paper.The flames whisper…… Read more “A Hearth-Tender’s Oath”
Dear Anima
This is my first poetic composition. It contains 29 pieces; all of which, I had written during the first year of my transition.
Whom I Love
To all our faults, and all I pushed away.
A pale, gaunt creature starves within my soul.
The morsels, scraped together, did decay.
Pegasae
Smoke rippled tenderly from the cover
Of far and foreign lights. Friends as we lay,
Beneath neon waves from twilight displays.
Light Spots
The path is dark, misty
Cold and beautiful. Maybe,
At the end I will be showered in sunlight.
Infliction
The skin beneath coarse and pale as if the sun herself were ashamed to look,
Scarred and damaged, its arms share a story of pain and self-inflicted misery,
Marks that ooze and spill and bubble at the lack of care given.
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