Ramblings of a Transgirl

Wires and tightropes and catches oh my,
my heart can't withstand the pain;
Wires and tightropes and things I despise,
my mind can't withstand the rain.

Of intrusive thoughts, of intrusive acts
my mind will always toward-slip.
And yet, even still, I'm here and around
and never my life I will quit.

Of dangers and horror I know far too much
to cross the waters of Styx
I've too much left, too far to swim,
to let death finally stick.