Some Are Stars, But Some Are Black Holes

I’m still standing there

hiding under the bed

I’m still getting the hernia fixed

cause I cussed out my dad

I’m still standing there

watching my sister be changed

I’m still standing there

telling the court I wanted him back

I’m still standing here

hearing I was autistic

I’m still standing there

tearing into the drywall

my hands bear the scars, the tears

my face bears the black

acne and asinine curses

blurred at any and every

I’m still standing here

just as single as I always have

I’m still standing here

just as unable to hold conversation

I’m still standing here

shy and shackled

I’m still standing here

the masquerade of the broken

I try to be strong

but I’m just letting go tonight

I’m falling here

at a lost as to where it’s all going

I’m falling here

wordless yet witty to welcome nothing

I’m falling here

the sobbing maniac clouds my words

I’m falling here

the sobbing autistic gives me words

I’m falling here

the floor tastes so good

I’m falling here

and I have no where else to go

14 thoughts on “Some Are Stars, But Some Are Black Holes

  1. You stab me in the heart sometimes, Devereaux! And I don’t know where to go or any way of helping…other than giving you kudos right here. Here you talk and discuss. If this is your past or present, you are taking it with a mighty power of expressing yourself, my frfend!

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