Plead for mercy
beg for power
sacrifice without remorse
gravitating towards a course
so far removed from the one destiny set out for us
fighting the very nature that is us
fleeing from paths set in stone
plead for grace
beg for will
bending along thoughts that carve out the future
reclaiming the right to be our own persons
filling into the natures that spill over us
and command us to be fortified
reminding us we are of ourselves
soiled into beings that are as they always have been, alive.
A friend of mine recently got this tattooed on her ankle, I find it beautiful and thought i’d share it:
Those who hate me without reason outnumber the hairs of my head; many are my enemies without cause, those who seek to destroy me. I am forced to restore what I did not steal.
do you ever want to punch yourself in the face for liking someone a lot
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