u/TheRaincrow

Girls, do your chastity belts have hooks in them?

I've progressively worked my way up to two hundred pounds so far.

Having botched an execution that left the prisoner alive and tortured, but now insensate, they are expending the limits of law and medicine in a hospital at this moment to save their life so they can be executed again.

A Leperchaun.

Under the law, I am a legal stranger to the woman who held my heart for twenty years, denied even the right to hold her ashes.

He takes care of all my sinful desires of the flesh himself, so that I don't shame my family in public.

Now, unjustly dismissed purely as an example, I watch them fearfully turn away from me in their cubicles as I leave, while the tyrannical manager beams at their display of proper attitude.

"But I'm still the same son you always despised and rejected for not being your version of a man; so good luck finding a home that will take you in now."

Outside, the sirens are busy renaming our streets, systematically erasing every path you might have taken to find your way back to me.

Forbidden to attend my sister's wedding with my partner, we realized that blood is sometimes the thickest barrier of all.

Now, strapped to the metal chair with my jaw clamped shut, the giggles are starting to tear right through my teeth

No matter how loudly my heart is screaming with deep emotion, my autism refuses to turn up the volume.

My child is trapped in a world where she is locked in with every obstacle, but lacks the key to ask for help.

When I finally gave my speech at your award dinner, you were already looking past me to see if the champagne had arrived.

But she still treats me like a kid; and he treats me like a woman.

I will forever love you, yet this bitter anger still rages, even as I desperately pray you've finally found your peace at long last.

The bad one pulled me from my cage and rubbed liquid fire on my eyes, and now there is only pain and darkness.

"I just wanted you to know what a filthy whore your mother was", my father explained, getting out of the driver door as he pushed the safety off on his shotgun.

One asks the other, "How the hell do you drive this thing?"

They don’t understand that every single time I look into their eyes, it feels like staring directly into a blinding, painful light just to make them comfortable in the dark.