The ramblings and photography of a genderfluid maniac and poet. Photography and poetry by Amanda Barnabe. 2004-
Thursday, July 31, 2014
Not a Hero
It all started on the page
and my misgivings made you rage.
I guess I should have saved the day,
but I'm only human.
Now I'm just a satellite
orbiting the debris of gods.
I look up to the Heavens
and pray I see a spaceship
so I know I'm not alone.
Drama queens and suicide kings
showed me how to carry on
with slight of hand
and a little smoke,
something's sure to finally go wrong.
And it's something unintentional
but it matters all the same,
Under a thick fog of medicine
I accidentally caused you pain.
I hope you know I was grasping.
I love you with all my might,
I'm not a hero or a martyr
but with you I'd share the night.
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