my mother's words
always rang before
any step forward,
halfway down the hallway,
i realized;
my destiny was not
for her to write

Just do what you want then
...Well ya of course I will, it’s my life ain’t it?
Because I said so
...Why? You aren’t always right
Because it’s the right thing
...Who made these stupid f rules?
Because it’s normal
...To you.  You aren’t me
Because I raised you
...I am not your property
I’ll **** myself
...Trust me I’m way ahead of you :)

By
Lunar

Can I reinvent myself one more time?
Possibly. I am a believer of possibilities.
Shall I rise as the phoenix,
from the ashes of past choices?
Take the sky on wings
flaming with new decisions.
Shall I choose,
rebirth as empress of the sun?
Or will fate always decide my destiny,
to be the queen of rain?

We were met on two shores
trying to get to the beach
we both knew the terminus
stood just out of reach
and we settled for us
with the thought in our heads
that if something improved
we’d move out of there.

Then the storm had subsided
and none of us cried it
was more than we’d hoped for
and mother just moped there for
days but we’ll raise her spirits
buy in more spirits and drink her a toast
while the waves belt the coast.

If I could have one wish
I wish we would be hanging on forever
It would be great if we are together.
And that is why I'm here today.

Even though my dreams were true
And when I realize my dreams were you
It's the way he looks into her eyes
To know it was there the whole time

All I wanted was for you to know
Is that she loves you so,
From here on out, I wish to declare
For all this love that we share.

For you to see her inner beauty,
When she's with you its pure destiny
When all is said and done,
For you to be together as one.

a small group of individuals
bound by the intersectionality
of their detriments
meet;

and although alone we stand
in head and heart and hand
together the mind and the heart gave birth
to something each of us forgot were worth:

when we are together, a real person is born
not through the perceptivity of gore and of ****-
but of virtue and strength being visible not
to anyone other than us 3 who forgot.