Welcome back! Great to see you on here again.

It's always an interesting juxtaposition, the light and dark. Suffering and success. How we move forward, but how we often can't do so without the weight of everything else. And it can be hard to find or hold on to that balance on what we can handle.

"Baby hold open
your hand for me
to take and stab.

I swore I'd never lie
but that didn't mean
It wouldn't involve
pain."

- A very visual, and jolting, start to the poem. I almost feel you could have started off with the second stanza and omit the first, or do more "show" then "telling" to imply that the truth, while valued and important especially in relationships, can still come with its own pain and responsibility. Honesty can be a daunting thing to accept.

"If this represents
nothing else, it's
that nothing comes
without suffering."

- So true. It's like we can't escape suffering; it follows us all, in varying degrees, maybe some more than others, but it's always there in the background at least.

"Beauty while grand
comes with a prize."

- Did you mean another word other than prize? Like beauty comes with pain, with drawbacks, etc.

"Darkness often shows
what it takes to do,
while the light leaves
you in the ironically dark
side making you walk
blindly around."

- I didn't feel like you needed the last two or three lines, since I think it's implied and doesn't need to be so heavily stated.

"Now don't look at me
like that! I am a being
made by the things
that pushed me into this
way. Just like I'll make you
into what you'll eventually be.

This I swear."

- Kind of a foreboding end here. I like the change in tone, and the realization that past traumas and experiences shape you into the character you are, and you'll leave your impact on this person as well. That it's inevitable and can't be avoided.

Thanks for sharing this!