United States
42° 58' 2.9028" N, 78° 47' 55.0248" W

Why is dark ink worth more than my red blood?
A blood so pure and full of hopeful life.
The darkness stabs as a dull ballpoint knife,
Until I can no longer hear the thud
Of the slowly dying heart from within.
I am no longer a man but a line
Full of intricate swirls and loops aligned,
Forming a being that’s missing human skin.
I only want to make the choice right for me
But the future holds such uncertain fates,
That only leads me to my long debates
Of whether I should choose I, or choose thee.
I am just unsure of what success shall be
So for now, I will simply just be free.



Yes, "the future holds such uncertain fates", but it is the knowledge you gain and implecate that makes your fate become less Dark and Grey.
Great Poem!

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