or what you will

laying on the shore
whithered by the sea
open to this new world
muttering incoherently
i was found there
ravaged and torn
alive yet from the waters
weak and newborn
my fate called to me
soft and true
to lead myself on
on, away, and through
walking foward
risk prevailed
intentions fading
memories trailed
there is nothing now
from before and anon
I will go forth
and build upon
different places
eager looks, a new sex
a woman through and through
now a man less complex
new lies herald
my path I behold
my unlaiden whispers
my story untold

nights

there are nights
much like tonight
when I
alone
think of you
your pain
my pain
our pain
and I choose
over
and over
to let it
continue
because sometimes
love
isn't
enough