I Am.
I AM
Not sad
Now. I AM
Simply just
A sur -viv-
or. I have
fought with
that. that
glinting silver
demon. I AM
golden and
undefined
I AM not
My scars.
Grinning wide,
That demon that
Used to rest beneath my
Mattress calls out,
Begging for blood to spill.
I AM not, I AM not.
Gold, I AM gold. My
Each new day is
My day. Do not. I
AM not sad. Still, its
Mouth is open wide. It
Grins. It knows. I
AM a survivor and
I fight.