U R different yet in many ways

u 2R the same having been there

U know what U know in decrepitude

that this rope both binds U&him

&ties U up together his echo

cold eyes of death in the

land of savages is always

rendered moonlight&

the wind he only appears

2B fearless what he really is

is usually terrified having

already been fucked in

other homes with other

fake families

he wanted 2burn

to the ground &U had

2 talk him out of that 2

even as the system ties

him into a bondage of

unforgiving disaster after

disaster & all adults have

failed him he endures his

existence across a sunlit

land where no black horse

has arrived just yet 2save him