There will always be walls and walls of you that cannot be tapered down by wrecking balls or jackhammers –
An elaborate labyrinth has hedged you from the rest of the world, never to see the sunrise nor the sunset
You travel it desperately with the sins of those who never gave a damn
and pushed away the prying hands of those who knew the pearl within the clam
There are no winners in this argument
What world did I return to?
And I will keep that secret with you.
If it was down to choosing sides,
I know it wouldn’t be me
as it has always been me that was discarded
in the middle of a bridge or the highway
But I hoped and wished and prayed – despite not believing in those kind of fairytales –
that it would
that maybe this time
I wouldn’t be the loser to be picked last
Turning the bad stuff into good stuff.
On the bright side, the toxic people in my life have been exhumed.
My friends flock
the confines of my tiny room
with nonsensical jests
Laughter echoes in the dark;
A warm home at the center of a shivering saturday night
The Siren Queen