Blister Glitter

She understood my

Odds and evens

For this is an oath to her

Ode to my old self

Freeing my origins

From thousands of cages

I feel complete now

An actual me

With our actual

Stories and faces

Was I was an illusion before

Illusion of a version of I

I’ve never felt this real before

Unlike some part of a doll(dull) house

Insatiable since forever

Including any and all flavour

No need Mr. Saviour

I am my own

The pressure that is put on us

It belongs to that fire

Making us reduce to our ashes

And for this is my oath

To that fire

And my permission

To let it burn me aeons long

I’m ready to blister glitter