the boy with the trinket tattoos
Author:Â brownboiiimagic
he wakes between defeat and agony
discrediting his own strength
assuming that darkness is supposed to cooperate
mistaking the beauty within for a lack thereof
he soaks himself in failure
forgetting that he has move mountains
planted loves that bloomed in concrete
redirected hurricanes to remain at sea
he doesn’t look both ways before crossing the street
too many someones have missed out on those breathtaking eyes
he doesn’t fly from the cage he is trapped in
though he has a master key
because he keeps emancipating everyone else
always forgetting about himself
yet his love is miraculous
comforts you during uneasiness
and blinds you from a life without it
he skips meals to feel feather-like
while spoon-feeding the famished
he takes an ax to his temple
the very sanctuary that heals at the touch
and absorbs light just to give it away selflessly
he cries often with lips toward hell
when he smiles it lights the universe
no one cares to pick apart the attraction like he does
he doesn’t speak because no one ever listened
though babies are lulled to comfort
masses are brought to silence
dancers of the same precipice are brought to the valley
he only writes to himself because he feels less than
they tell him that his syntax is enough
that someone wants to hear what he has to say
that someone wants to help him out of his grave
that someone understands his demons
he needs a daily reminder to live
such a task required minimum energy
for his being is a gift that keeps giving
his breath is someone else’s hope
his pain is someone’s empathy
his charity is someone’s second chance
though it may not last forever
I admire the way he manages to survive
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