The villain will always be a villain if the hero tells the story

Closed my eyes, ignored the screams, life seems kinder in my dreams.

Hated me living, ignored my cries, Held me close as I closed my eyes,
Loved me most when I died.

They loved me bright, they loved me wild, until my light was not their style.

“You’ll find your peace” is what she said.
It’s what I repeat over and over now.
Daily and at night when everything feels so wrong.
“I don’t like it anymore” is what I said.
It’s what I repeat over and over now.
Daily and at night when everything feels so wrong.

“I can’t get it right, it’s not working”,
“I’m a part of my family so I can do anything”, “I’m save, I’m taking my time”,
“I do it the best way possible”….

It’s been taking too long.
It’s not working for me.
I’m trying to go inside but so much is happening.
Too long.
And not enough.
I need peace and something worth fighting for.
Not to just survive for decades.

I’m not ok with having to constantly find a way through things that aren’t.
Ok.
Ok?
No, it’s not.
No, I’m not.
I’m just trying to find my way out of this.
And not come back but I have to do it in a way that is not ok.
Cause I can’t stay, not even when I try to be save, inside, taking my time, doing what I can…

And that's okay but,
i'll never admit this to you so I'll say it here,
where I know you won't see it.
I miss you.
Why do I deny myself the chance to go after
the love I deserve?

I choose to sit alone,
As to cry less than ever before,
No knocks upon my door.
My heart is sealed away,
Behind a lock, a heavy chore.

No one will ever hold the key,
And set my heart free.
Never again will love take hold,
Only to shatter me in pieces, cold.

Too young to be this broken
But too old to still have hope
Years since we'd last spoken
Your leaving knotted the rope

Tie it to a tree and throw me off
Take me from love's harsh costs
Bury me in an unmarked grave
Leave me to rot so I will never

Be hurt again... Hurt again....
I'm too scared to get hurt again
Love again... Never again.....
I cannot try again... Dont want
To cry again... Die again...

Never again... Not again....
Leave me in my pain...
The poison's reaching my
Brain... and I am helpless

- Myles

Why fear the dark
when you can become its night?
Take up your blade—
let your truth shine in its gleam.

Wear each scar
as a medal of your strength,
and let the echoes of doubt
fade into the silence.

Close your eyes, breathe deep—
in the dewy hush of morning,
feel the wild freedom of unbound hair,
a quiet rebellion against every label.

Boy, girl, or the soul in between—
your body is a canvas
of resilience and luminous truth,
an artful ode to who you truly are.

- Harley (He/They)

she is both
the 10 year old girl
crying in a dark corner
and the 28 year old woman
who shows up to hold and comfort her.