Erasure-
History is rife with it.
My life-
A footnote in the pages of a dying empire.
There is no freedom without martyrdom.
No civilization without some sort of brutality.

I never understood why people clung so hard to an identity;
I think they don't think they'd survive the transformation.

My butterfly soul
Knows the agony of the chrysalis,
But I made it.
It's so freeing to be on the other side.
I promise you can make it too.