Slowly slipping back into my old skin

The tan, the scars, the ink, the bruises

Unmarred by his ecstatic praise

Or his scathing judgements

I am wholly and completely my own again

Every day pushing the chrysalis boundary

I’m closer to reclaiming my wings

My thoughts are electric, body singing

I wonder are you listening, are you there

Is tonight the night I’m truly free

~ kei
23 July 2015

Shivers butterfly

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