I watched as you clenched your jaw,
squared your shoulders.
the black paint around your eyes smeared,
making your grey eyes steel.
when you spoke your voice was harder than I'd ever heard it.
"I came into this world kicking and screaming and covered in someone else's blood, and I'm not afraid to out the same way."
YOU ARE READING
Seeking Solace
Poetry"No One Sane writes a novel" "Now you see What's wrong with me." // Chicklit #366 Miscellaneous poems of a never ending sort.
