i am
just a misguided knight lost in a tower without a princess to save me.
i am
two hundred some pounds of waste, taking the place of something better.
i am
letting go of everything handfuls at a time, and refusing to look at any of it.
i am
lost and confused and shouting at the walls in my head, hoping and wishing that they would crumble like jericho.
i fear and i cry and i smile and i sleep and i dream and i love and i hate and i know that i can’t.
i am
running from everything and getting caught up in my own defenses.
i am
smiling through an ancient mask, afraid that someone will look close enough to see my cracks.
i am
the hero w