I want to be
stronger than the feelings
that rule my life;
more resilient
than my pain;
more me than myself
as you've known me;
at my best,
without the fire;
ruthlessly, fully, messily.
I want to stare down
my hate
until I see grief;
stare down my grief until I
see your pain,
to fill my wounds with
blood-soaked scraps of
grace, and will it
to flesh again.
Apr 2, 2023
Apr 2, 2023 at 9:20 PM UTC
I want to be
stronger than the feelings
that rule my life;
more resilient
than my pain;
more me than myself
as you've known me;
at my best,
without the fire;
ruthlessly, fully, messily.
I want to stare down
my hate
until I see grief;
stare down my grief until I
see your pain,
to fill my wounds with
blood-soaked scraps of
grace, and will it
to flesh again.
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