by Sue Tang
I am a creature of love
I am the flight of melodies
I am stars lit with rare life
I am the quiet brilliance under the moonlit sky
Some see me as a mere flicker of chance
Some see me dark as their heart
Some see me wanton as their crooked tongue
Some see me shy as my past
None see my beginning
When dreams were taking their first shaky steps
When stars were first formed, joy grew its young wings
And the music this naive world ever knew was laughter
None see that I’m growing
The pain, the tears, the betrayals
The first wing stripped
And then another
None see my truth, the pages splashed with blood, drown in vomit
When love was the first whispers of my young soul
Music my commands to the world shrieking in madness, drunk on tears
Commands to take care of
Take care of this precious heart
None see the stars lit with life now
For their shadows are long
The night lingers like a ghost
But all see the quiet, all hear the moon
For their eyes see from their ears
And their ears hear from their hollow heart
Judging every but forgiving none
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Exposition: People can be judgemental, and judgemental people like to be harsh. They love to strip you apart, dress you in dregs and belittle every inch of you they find worthy of ridicule. If you grow up amidst harsh judgement, you’ll learn to accept that none will ever see the true you. You’ll hide. You’ll bottle up. You won’t tell.
The Inky Blue 