Meself.......

They said I was meant to dieâ?¦.

Puking, bleeding, shitting my guts out

Raising no voice whatsoever

In celebration, accusation or grimace

Muted on my tears, fears and

Shards of dream that they forbade

But I ain't going without a trail of blood

Or a pound of tissue

From your heart, brain, bosom or ass.....

Love me, hate me for what I am.....