
33 (she/her, they/them, y'all) transgenderfluid, polyamorous, demi-pansexual, free roaming entity who likes all the things. poetry is my passion, life my field of study.
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Sometimes
Sometimes
We,
Lose the concept of what is real.
Our body loses reality
Our mind its dream
Something else...
Somewhere else...
I don't know what it is.
Lost
Lost
Lost
Twisting
Running
Falling forever
It isn't real
Nothing is
I am nothing to hang on with
- We, me, Andrew
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More Posts from Anannas-garden
Dying
Piece
By piece
A little more each day
Fraying
Unraveling
Into space
A phantom
A shade
A fading
Light
- we, Me, Andrew forever
Today I am stuck noticing the joke of life. Everyone is riled up and experiencing strong feelings about everything, and none of it actually matters. Being human is a game to keep us entertained. So we hate and we love and we rage and we sing, all to make the vast emptiness seem more like home.
-my thoughts today
It has been two years
Since last We and Our family
Were able to share a genuine smile.
Two years
Since She burned down creation
Setting fire to the image
Known to Our family's eyes.
The healing isn't over.
Rest assured,
Destruction will never die,
But my brother and I smiled tonight.
Shared a moment no one else saw.
We are starting to mend
And it is by learning to love Ourself.
Life of a purer state
Without the lies.
Walking without a mask at last
Even if
Only one veil at a time.
- Me, we, that awesome entity we call Andrew