Goodnight,
Void.
Never been as angry,
As this past few years.
Seeing people finally for who they are.
Ugly bigots.
Wretched kin,
Who spread lies with nary a fact check.
Who hate people like me.
Perhaps that.
Deepest betrayal.
Family.
Stabbing me through the holes in my ribcage,
Until I’ve no blood left to bleed.
Goodnight, Void #308
