TO BREAK, TO BEGIN

 
hello, 2025.
i’m not expecting you to be kind.
kindness stopped coming a long time ago.
but it’s okay.
i don’t need it anymore.

i’ve learned how to bleed
without making a sound.
i’ve stitched myself up more times than i can count.
alone.
in the dark.
without applause.

i’m not here asking for mercy.
i’m asking for the fire.
the kind that hurts
but also burns away everything that isn’t real.

strip me bare if you have to.
leave me raw.
leave me wrecked.

just make sure
i come back stronger.
sharper.
unbreakable.

end me if you must.
but let that be where i begin again.