It will get better
this darkness will fade
and the inner light will shine through
but it takes so long
with hopes dashing
rebuilding and dashing again
my mind shattered by torment
empty reflections
tormented thoughts of what will be
but when, tell me when
yet reflections show
change happens
wiry whiskers replacing gloss
no more hiding in dress
restriction replaced by a flatter chest
slow progress is progress
in the right direction
and beyond the pain
it does get better
© JG Farmer 2018
Form: Free Verse
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