I wore “straight” like a suit—just a rental disguise,
Dropped “bi” like a decoy to dodge their surprised,
Now it’s blue on my lips, purple fire in my chest—
Truth is? I’m gay, babe—forget the rest
I wore “straight” like a suit—just a rental disguise,
Dropped “bi” like a decoy to dodge their surprised,
Now it’s blue on my lips, purple fire in my chest—
Truth is? I’m gay, babe—forget the rest
Played the part everyone wanted me to know,
smiled in Polaroids, learned the lines, kept my truth folded deep inside.
But after midnight I’m chasing a different spark, borrowed jackets, city-dark,
loving in whispers I never say—writing his name where my heart should stay.
Played the part everyone wanted me to know,
smiled in Polaroids, learned the lines, kept my truth folded deep inside.
But after midnight I’m chasing a different spark, borrowed jackets, city-dark,
loving in whispers I never say—writing his name where my heart should stay.
I found my people on my front porch step,
Where every color in me finally slept easy, unkept.
They saw the fire, the cracks, the glow,
Loved the whole spectrum I don’t always show.
They didn’t clip my wings or ask me why,
They faced the door, smiled wide, and helped me fly.
I found my people on my front porch step,
Where every color in me finally slept easy, unkept.
They saw the fire, the cracks, the glow,
Loved the whole spectrum I don’t always show.
They didn’t clip my wings or ask me why,
They faced the door, smiled wide, and helped me fly.
I walked through death’s long night and chose to stay, a scarred-but-steadfast heart that learned to breathe, to fight, to live, and find the light of day.
#suicidesurvivor
I walked through death’s long night and chose to stay, a scarred-but-steadfast heart that learned to breathe, to fight, to live, and find the light of day.
#suicidesurvivor
New faces hit me like neon signs,
Don’t ask me TO BE smaller, don’t cut my light,
They don’t fear the fire in my chest,
They’ll hear my chaos and call it depth
New faces hit me like neon signs,
Don’t ask me TO BE smaller, don’t cut my light,
They don’t fear the fire in my chest,
They’ll hear my chaos and call it depth
I kissed the void, let the cold decide,
Death blinked first—I stayed inside,
I live with the dark, but I didn’t die.
I stopped swallowing , chose to be alive 💙
Bathed in Neon, M_77 😘
I kissed the void, let the cold decide,
Death blinked first—I stayed inside,
I live with the dark, but I didn’t die.
I stopped swallowing , chose to be alive 💙
Bathed in Neon, M_77 😘