A/N: this is sort of like an apology for not updating more often :[
I'm writing the next chapter of fucket list as we speak, but I decided to write this really quickly so you have something from me before the night's out!
DARREN'S ON BROADWAY TOMORROW!JSDKLFJLSKJFLKSJFLKSDJF. Yeah, that was that, okay!
Sometimes wen (it's a play on when the night grows old, yeah, just call me wen) write poetry. This is one of those times.
(this was inspired by Neaf's wonderful poem "I Am Blaine Anderson" but slightly different.
Note* all the spacing and typos are SUPPOSED to be there for emphasis of something
Enjoy!
My name is Kurt Hummel
and I have a story.
I've suffered loss and found pain
in the nearestofplaces.
I've lost myself time and time again
among familiar faces.
I've been broken and beaten
and have
f
a
l
l
e
n
quite hard.
I've been yelled at and wished
that my hurt could be heard.
I've screamed,
I've cried
I've hated,
I've hidden.
I've ignored,
I've lied
I've silenced,
But not forgiven.
My name is Kurt Hummel
there's two parts to my story.
I've found friendship
and love in some far off places.
I've found my missing puzzle piece
he fills in the s p a c e s
I've been pieced back together
by strength and loved ones.
Somewhere along the road, though, I've
f
a
l
l
e
n
in love.
But love does not make me the man that I am.
It's the choices I've made, I'll make and I'll mend.
I am strong.
I'm empowered.
I am brave.
I am fierce.
I'm independent.
I am gifted.
I am kind.
I am wise.
I am proud.
I am loved.
I'm in love.
I am alive.
I do belong.
I do matter.
I am free.
I am Kurt Hummel
but you already know my story.