you get one day to cry
but tomorrow
it’s time to fix your crown

fairy boy is
nothing but the past now
I’m not even sure
what the color of his hair is
Or if his eyes are still blue
he’s not mine anymore
but I hope
his wings grow strong
I hope
He can carry himself
Far, far away

I used to hear
Congratulations!
I’m so excited for you!
You have so much potential, I’m sure you’ll
Do.  Just.  Fine.

but they’re all quiet now
Because they realized they were wrong all along

my hair is ******* blue
And PlaStic
just like my ******* heart

Even the most
Unclean
Of the spirits
And lost souls
Know deep in their
Dark core
Your light won’t be
Extinguished
In this life
Nor the after.

when you were younger i used to
watch your every move

once
i saw you lock yourself in the bathroom
when the doctor ordered you to stop running

they gave you crutches


when i reflect on my life

i see a similar story

when the principal told me
you can't run

i was lucky enough to have you and the whole family

this time things were a little more serious then shin splints

thank you for being my crutch

and thank you for pushing
my wheelchair

when i could no longer walk



i love you,
        Anna