My heart aches for the places we left
And the secrets we kept
In the voices that whispered to be heard.
I doubt you can un-know what you’ve learned.
Perhaps my Name will change again
And pity will flood their eyes.
Maybe my gaze will scream, “I’m fine!”
While they shake their heads
Who will I become? What new
Label will crawl into my blood
What stamp will march across my face
And leave its inky, staining trace
What wrong allele now needs to be healed?
I burrow into sleep until the great reveal.
I have not had to beware looking up at the sky
For quite some time
For fear of raindrops stinging my eye;
“Welcome back, old friend.” I say to the rain,
“It’s good to see you again.”
We paint ourselves to look like gods
And roam the rows of Death
We glean our eyes from garden prides
And pose until we’re dead.
I will try to make my feelings clear
But there’s a whirling dervish of worry in here
My anger expands to protect my soul
Caged by my ribs, it shivers and glows
How dare you. How dare you
Memories are not trash
You expect to be treated like family
Stop being ashamed of love!
Love is not weakness, it is wild roaring strength
It takes nothing to be nothing, to let the wind blow your stars away
It takes raging courage to feel and scream aloud that love
Stop waiting! Stop playing! Don’t pretend for fear of hurt
You do not have to be loved to love
It does not need to be returned.