Another bully
Whose words cut me like knives
Through my laptop screen
Another bigot,
His perspective the only one that matters
Typing words
Whose sole purpose is to hurt,
To punish me
For the crime of being different.
The waves of darkness,
Which I’ve worked so hard to keep at bay,
Crash against the shore
Filling every crevice of my mind
Obliterating joy
Murdering hope
Until consciousness is nothing but pain
And existence nothing but darkness.
The same tightness in my chest
The lump in my throat,
The tears in my eyes
And heaviness in my limbs
That I’ve felt a thousand times
But each time, I remind myself,
The darkness recedes.
I’ve weathered the storm before
And I’ll weather it again.
3/25/25