my blackout poetry

suddenly it goes quiet I could linger here forever

the music filled the open spaces happy bold pure artistry

the music was good it was safe but on a night like tonight, it was lonely, too.

you change and change again, but throughout it all, you are still, always you: beautiful and bruised, known and unknowable.

the power of being is hope

people are poems

life was worth living because a beautiful future awaited me

every step she took was to save the day

music is how I discovered myself

I felt the warmth of his touch it made me relax

we're not the same

you're interesting I like you

you are beautiful

fear is not my friend

the pain was always there demanding to be felt

sometimes beautiful people get hurt more

I held on and you let go