The Other

I
stole your
words
replacing them
with
my own
until
somewhere amoungst
all
the debris
you
thought they
were
your own.

Fighting back

Today
I fight hard
to breath.

To be.

To stand still
in this space

fucked up
and caged in.

Today
I fight hard
to be.

Stalling

Faltering on my way to
unimaginable highs,
stuttering,
I splinter in every way possible
and ways
you haven't yet thought of.