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Ren Sturgis Mar 28
****.
This *****.
Voice dysphoria is a *****, they weren't lying when they said that second puberty really hits.
Every time I try to sing it cracks and ****.
Wake up every morning sounding sick.
I just want a deep voice like corpse.
But instead I just sound like a pony, a little hoarse.
****.
This *****.
Nov, 2020
Ren Sturgis Mar 28
Me
A walking contradiction, craves intimacy, yet yearns for isolation.
Alone and crying for affection not received. Will they ever truly understand what they need can be given and received from themselves?


But flowers need sun, water, and love to grow🖤
Written by Rain and Ren respectively
3/27/2021
Ren Sturgis Mar 28
Living in a world of insanity. Society keeps doing the same thing repetitively.
The poverty, economy is killing me. Where is the safety net we seek?
Humanity I'm begging!
Please!
Make a difference we can see. Let's strive for a world of peace, love and positivity 🖤
Inspired by Yungblud's Parents
Ren Sturgis Mar 28
#T
In my hands I hold a pen, not a needle, but a pen.
Oh how I wish it were the needle.
Both hold the expression to that which I hold dearly.
For it's not just a pen or a needle that I hold;
It is me!
Ren Sturgis Sep 2020
On the blank pages I
write,
trying to understand why my heart feels so
contrite.
Staring off into the distance,
shutting off thoughts to which I don't want to
listen.
Pain and sorrow etched in so deep
we have become One.
I've always had hope,
but sometimes it feels like I've lost.
Like I've lost Me.
Who is Me? Why is it Me? What do I get from this? Where will it lead? When will it End?
Endless questions.
They're all devoid of answers.
Will someone just hand me a **** lifeline already?
Everytime I feel like I'm drowning.
I am.
I AM DROWNING!
or am I learning to breathe underwater?
Only time will tell.

Time takes too long.
This one has been written by my Soul.
Feb, 2020
Ren Sturgis Sep 2020
Craving your skin on mine,
missing every whimper and whine.
Foreheads together,
breaths mingling,
teeth pulling lips,
hands gripping hips,
hold gets tighter.
Succumb to me.
Come for me.💜
A soft sigh in the night.
Eyes drift closed.
Body needs rest.
Deep, peaceful slumber.
Ren Sturgis Apr 2019
All this pain I feel Inside
makes me want to ****;
all the Others and rob them of free will.
They think I'm Good and Sweet,
But on the Inside it doesn't look that neat.


I'm just another Monster lurking.

— The End —