Vexatious Demisexual By: Tori
I awaken exasperated at 4 am coated in goop
I wish it were just dried tears escaping
My body discharges worrisome feelings
The sent of my sex causes the air to be sweet
Over a decade since I was infatuated with another
beginning to wonder if I had been mistaken
Was I Ace?
Yet,
The moment you came into my life,
A gray area reemerged
Nothing can be as it was; you cannot be replaced
Memories already etched into my creature
I used to say I’m already dead people just don’t know it
Yet a gravity between us gets in the way of my
Hopelessness
How dare you escort me into being your companion
I already felt ignored for months
Now you offer a postponement from loneliness
Excuse my inability to suspend disbelief
Life grants no clemency in this world
I am built on suffering; it is what I was born to do
My first breath an oversight
The medical community recommends to abort
Born alone, die alone,
No soul to remember my name
As I turn to dust,
Not a kind word to be said in my stead