💡I learned
To string
Lights. Lies
Upon my
Limbs for
Another.
I Turn on
my Face,
As Living
Day-core.
—-
They say
Masking
Takes off
Fourteen
Years of
Your life.
Trauma,
Sunken
In To Our
Skins—-
——Deep.
—-
They say
Fluorescent
Lights will
Kill you.
Some of
Us must
Take the
Warning,
Literally.
—-
We, the
Electricity,
Sparkling
Social
Spaces
With ALL
Of our
Energies
Til all our
—💡 💡
Burn out.
—-
I have
Been
Left,