I wish my back was a stool
I wish my body a castle
I wish my heart an umbrella
and my arms a moat

I wish there were things I could say
I wish there were things I could do
That would simply be able
To keep you a float

There are things in this world
Monsters and demons
That wish to harm you
Wrapped in a human coat

When the wolves come howling
And scratching at your door
And you sit, shivering and scared
Remember these words I’ve wrote

There are things that will hurt us
Things that will make us cry
Things that will try to destroy us
But we can’t survive if we don’t try

There is light in this world
I know its hard to see
But all you need to do
Is turn your eyes to the sky

Even if you can’t see them
The lights are there
Shining brightly
A reminder to fly

When you hit rock bottom
When the floor is bed rock
There is only one way to go
There is no time to ask why

Lives are imperfect
Because humans just are
Our stories are worth telling
For they are the song

So up we rise
From the pain and the mud
Our eyes strained
But our souls strong

We pave the roads
Before others can walk them
We blaze the trails
So others know they aren’t wrong

I know it seems lonely
I know it seems hard
I know its a struggle
When the nights are this long

But the sun will rise
Like it always does
Even if the road we wander
Has yet to be paved

Through the wind and the rain
Through the pain and the hurt
Through the thorns and the dark
These roads will be braved

For without us
There is no future
No matter what
Our words will be engraved

On the hearts and minds
On the souls and tongues
Of those who come after us
Of those we have saved

For our lives are worth it
We are of value
Our stories are meant to be told
For we are the ones who wrote

I wish my back was a stool
I wish my body a castle
I wish my heart an umbrella
and my arms a moat

I wish I could let you know
How much your voice means
Because without you
There would be no way to float

Please raise your voice
Please shout the world down
I’m here beside you
It’s ok to gloat

There is room in the world
For everyone
In all their variations
Including their imperfections

We live these lives
Seen and unseen
We strive to make reason
From our connections

So raise your voice
Let it all out
Because there will be someone to listen
To all your inflections

Even if you can’t see them
There is always someone there
To hold and love you
To give you affection

We are never alone
No matter how dark
We can always raise our heads
And look to the sky

For every star out there
No matter how far
Each is a possibility
All we have to do is try


Author: Lucian Clark

Lucian Clark was born and raised in South New Jersey. Recently they published their first novel, a dark romance, titled Cemetery Drive. Their works have been featured across numerous platforms such as The Advocate and in anthologies like Werewolves Versus and Postcards From The Void. They've also been featured on several podcasts to talk about horror, activism, and their writing. With a passion for all things spooky, horrific, and queer, Lucian can often be found on social media talking about werewolves, rats, and My Chemical Romance. When not actively writing or reading, Lucian is also the curator of the queer horror website, GenderTerror, which features original art, stories, interview and more. They can also be found playing video games or with their pets (currently some rats and a cat). They are active in local and national social activism with a focus on LGBTQ+ rights and reproductive justice.

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