reality

I tried to believe I was crazy,

I wanted it,

more then anything,

please please

don’t rip me from the land of make believe.

I’d whimper, i’d kick and scream

resisting

what was best for me.

I didn’t want to see my power, my ability

cause that means

theres so much more evil then we think

in this wild wild world.

I wanted the faerytale of no danger

the one I was fed by disney

but here I am, saved by brutal reality.

feral instinctual knowing

accepted in its nuance

understood as perfect paradox.

irrational knowing

clarified by fire.

-the witch wound