call me challenger girl.
I have found myself in this world alive and angry.
In one hand, I clasp an empty hallway, and in the other, the feathers of a flightless bird.
with shivering deliberation, I paint my eyes black and my lips blue,
knowing I have come to fight the scary ****** sadness,
to hear my battle cry echo off the canyons of nothingness.
when I wander home, wounded,
know the only tears in my eyes will be those of joy.