In darkness I found myself time and time again In that stark unrelenting place in the heart of chaos Where cruelty was King bitten b...leeding; words Words, whispered within earshot thrown in my face “Faggot” “He is not like us” “He is…other…” In darkness I found myself riddled with bullets A finger in each hole salted, cured, porcine, I was Assaulted, I was who knew it would hurt so? A finger, a hand soon I was a sinkhole That nothing seemed to fill and there were never enough pills In darkness I found myself but differently, I discovered The truth of who I am in my dark places, I discovered The key to my recovery. She became my tourniquet Why hadn’t I known? She’d been there all along My Mother, my Kali, and I Her son. -"In Darkness I Found Myself" by Drew Hoffman.
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