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I’m stuck I”m stuck in a rut with no end in sight All bark no bite I’ve got no spine I can’t even see the light That everyone says is there At the end of this tunnel so deep and dark I’ve lost my spark I’ll never be good enough to actually leave a mark A spineless coward is what I am- STAND UP FOR YOURSELF MAN! DAMN!! A pitiful fool is what you will be If you keep on doing not what you need I know it looks daunting The climb so steep But would you really rather being hearded like a goddamn sheep?! This rut never ends i’m afraid of it all I want to start climbing but i’m afraid of the fall Contradicting emotions the downfall of man I don’t wanna be lead but I don’t know where I am Of course I look like a helpless lamb I don’t know what i’m doing and my fate’s in my own hands I’m lost I’m lost in a forest it’s all so dark I try looking to the future but I can’t see very far I try looking to the past it’s all muddy and grey But the present aint much better, have you seen the news today? Disasters and pandemonium all around It feels like the end of the world is inbound WHAT’S EVEN THE POINT ANYMORE IT’S ALL GONE TO SHIT!! I try and I try everyday but nothing ever comes of it I spin the hamster wheel round and round and round Endlessly running only to get absolutely nowhere And then do it again And again And again And again And i’m stuck And i’m sick And i’m tired And I don’t wanna do this anymore I dont… Want to live anymore

The brainworms took over and I wrote another one
This one is titled: I'm Stuck
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To Be Named To be named is to be known To be named is to be labeled To be named is to be shown To a world that doesn’t care About how or when or where Or who or why or anything you do Even when you win you still fucking lose Because you haven’t won enough Even enough is never enough Because to be known is to have expectations set for you And for them to keep going higher and higher no matter what you do Because to be known is to be witnessed And to be witnessed is to have your existence confirmed And to exist… To exist is… Is to be… Known To be named… is to be known And to be named… Is to exist

Allow me to regale you with another poem
Title: To Be Named
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Turmoiled tongues Class-dressing fun Priviledge loads guns I was too young A western slum Rats and crumbs They've called me high strung She's out of place Heads in space We're always so fucking late So are Mike and Kate But Dave and fanny Are desperate to manage Or maybe to handle Hide like a scandal. The rusting strapnel of a family Ticking clock Liquor with locks Nikeys n slut drops Beats that go bop Is that meant to be a top You've got to stop Adam and Jo Adam and Stella Come on now Please be clever We always knew this was never a possible forever.

This one's called: 'She's class isn't she? '
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I finished it, so that's one thing down ig.
I can't rely on myself to judge it so can y'all tell me if it's any good?
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I'm currently really struggling with getting anything done in time and ended up scrapping most of the art I was working on so that's fun :)
Anyways have a poem. This ones very much unfinished and kinda personal
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Art : Home, & #PersonalPoetry extract #MementoVivere:

In an unearthly cathedral
at the end of the world,
the elders chant,
“Omnes, omnis, omnes.”

Memento Vivere, they tell me,
yet they are like children,
who cover their eyes and believe
they cannot be seen.

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Real woman Some one once said "you'll never be a real woman" I have never tried to be a 'real woman', I am a fiction to bold to live on paper, to wild to be confined to lines. I am femininity drifting on a spring breeze, radiating warmth from a summer sunbeam. I am the peak of the moon through barren autumn trees, the glow of the Aurora on pale winter snow. I have never sought to be a 'real woman' for I am the essence of femininity past through the women you could never tame, the ones who lived freely. This cage of flesh twisted by testosterone could not deminish the glory of my soul. I do not need to be a 'real woman'. I rejoice in fantasy, authenticity, flamboyance, and wanderlust. I never asked for your approval but you shoved your shame unto me and gasp when I refuse to take on the burden. I don't need you to tell me I'm 'real' I will happily be fantasy. - Aurora Jones 5/29/23

A poem I wrote last year which really stuck with me. #transgender #transfemme #transwomen #poetry #LGBTQ #personalpoetry