Trans Mortal wounds will never heal. A time long gone and longed for alone discredited pain. Unimaginable pain forever hidden drowning in shame, shunned. They all love you till you need them a painful reflection spits in my face. God turned his back on me a long time ago, left me to die just like all the other angels. Now they have the nerve to tell me how to feel Alone i bleed alone i hurt alone till the day i die maybe i'm better off that way