They told me there was a plan for me
The stars gathered, and said
"This one is special,"
And I believed them-
I did as I was told-
I learned to serve the universe
As it had served me
And then they told me I was secondary
Meant to serve others
Even those who never served me
And I decided to listen
But there are some days
When they command too loud
And my soul says,
"I can no longer serve,"
And I hold onto my weapons
And I string up my heart
Because there are some battles
It doesn't belong to
But I pick them anyway
There are just some days
Where I can't do what I'm told
For how could it be possible
If I no longer serve myself
So I deny the plan
And allow it break me
Until the stars come to question
And I tell them,
"I do not come in second,
Because I fight my own battles,
I am a strong servant
Yet an even better queen,"
Heading off
Up in arms
Leaving the stars in my wake
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Death Threats ♡ poetry
PoetryThrough years of building secrets and multiple lives, I've collected all of this poetry. The first random person to actively support my online poetry ended up sending me death threats a few months after I began assembling my first collection. I bloc...
