The world that opens
In front of me.
Terrified of being left alone,
No one to turn to
In the place I call home.
Injustice is fatal, or less.
Tolerance lost,
Dead, and faceless.
I want your guidance,
Not your words in my throat.
Why should I be silenced?
Every time I turn around
Some new reproach
To the me I had found.
Now I'm stranded alone,
Unsure of myself,
And of what I've done.
Following my heart
Has just brought more tears
Than there were at the start.
All I ask is your acceptance,
All I get are the bitter words
Which, to me, are meaningless.
~Rena Marie
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