Thank you, I needed that.
Because now, more than ever,
I burn
With the horsepower
Of a hundred suns,
Aching to prove you wrong.
For I am the dwarf star
That will reborn itself
Into a red giant.
And though the coldness of your words
And the void of your superficial gaze
Rip my heart apart like entropy,
I will not atrophy.
No,
I will eat
And work
And push
And grow
And burn
Bright, blinding light.
And I will gather your gaseous glances and metallic spite
And like a solar system forming from cosmic dirt,
From chaos,
I will stand.
Through the searing pain,
Through the soul-sucking cold,
Through the craters you leave on my skin,
I will stand.
Even if it takes me a thousand,
A million, a billion years,
I will stand.
Little by little, inch by inch,
I will stand.
As certain as the stars,
I will stand.
I will stand.
Now,
I stand.
May 26, 2014
May 26, 2014 at 11:00 AM UTC
Thank you, I needed that.
Because now, more than ever,
I burn
With the horsepower
Of a hundred suns,
Aching to prove you wrong.
For I am the dwarf star
That will reborn itself
Into a red giant.
And though the coldness of your words
And the void of your superficial gaze
Rip my heart apart like entropy,
I will not atrophy.
No,
I will eat
And work
And push
And grow
And burn
Bright, blinding light.
And I will gather your gaseous glances and metallic spite
And like a solar system forming from cosmic dirt,
From chaos,
I will stand.
Through the searing pain,
Through the soul-sucking cold,
Through the craters you leave on my skin,
I will stand.
Even if it takes me a thousand,
A million, a billion years,
I will stand.
Little by little, inch by inch,
I will stand.
As certain as the stars,
I will stand.
I will stand.
Now,
I stand.
