Have family that hates me,
& yet stalks me.
Folks who wish me dead.
Half of western society?
Despises me just for being me.
Who I am.
Am I tired of existing?
Sure am!
Will I give in to everyone who hates me?
No chance.
Dragging my broken,
Bloodied self,
By the forearms,
Is nothing new,
At all.
Folks Who Wish Me Dead.
