And so she walked away from herself

She put that part of herself in a box and buried it deep

She saw that part of her soul, kissed it, and walked away

“Why are you walking away from me?”

“ Because you’re not real. You can’t be anymore.”

She wept knowing that she would never reclaim this part of herself

 

She didn’t walk away because she wanted to

But because it was what expected

She isn’t bisexual it’s just a demon

She has to fight it and

Tell herself that she is straight until

She is lulled into thinking this way

 

She can’t lose her family

Can’t walk away

So she walks away from

Herself

And walks up to

The role she is meant to play

“I hate you. I wish I could be me.”

“Well, either accept me or don’t

Either way you have a role

To play”

She sighs, knowing it’s right

And walks into a role that was never meant for her

 

She weeps daily, hearing in the distance

The buried part of herself calling out to her

“Come back, fight for yourself.”

She sighs sadly, knowing that she can never

Do this

 

This she is me…..