I want
I want
to want to die
I want
to write beautiful words that change the way people view the world
I want
to hurt so badly I can't take it
I want
to be able to stop bottling my emotions
I want
to cry so hard I have an asthma attack when no one is home
I want
to want to live
I want
to get hit by a car and die
I want
to paint a masterpiece so lovely I become immortalized
I want
people to love me
I want
everyone to hate me so I have a reason to fight the world
I want
security and comfort to be guaranteed
I want
to get hit with a car and survive
I want
harm and pain to be guaranteed
I want
to cook family recipes with my partner
I want
no one to ever be able to love me so I have a reason to feel so dejected and alone
I want
that feeling where the whole world is in my heart because I felt loved
I want
to feel strong emotions again
any of them
I want to feel human again
Unlabeled
I forgot I'm supposed to be afraid to walk down the street with pride.
I forgot I'm supposed to be outraged with what this country is saying about me.
I forgot that people who've never met me hate me.
I forgot I'm some kind of political disagreement.
I forgot I'm a topic of discussion.
I forgot I'm trans.
I forgot that's my defining feature.
I forgot I'm not just a person anymore.
I forgot I always had to be defined by some small aspect of who I really am.
Girl.
Weird.
Freak.
Loser.
Neurodivergent.
Furry.
Childish.
Emotional.
Trans.
Stupid.
I am not a label.
I am a person.
That is all I am.
That is why I am happy.
when the artist has nothing left to draw
when the fish has nowhere left to swim
when the poet has nothing left to speak
when the bird has nowhere left to fly
when the writer has nothing left to write
when the moon has nowhere left to shine
that is when my love for you will die
only with the end of the earth