The vesel of the soul

Some Butches find themselves at the shipyards
Working the wreckages
Till they become something more
Some Butches never leave the shore.
Some Butches find themselves in workshops.
Working the wood grain
Working the metal by hand
Some Butches find peace in every drop of sweat that falls
Finding solitude in their bodies
Finding Bravery in defying the odds
Some Butches never learn
What it takes to be a human being
Desperate to belong.
Some Butches never make it
Past that point of being gone.
Written by MARVELLOUSJae
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 0 reading list entries 0
comments 0 reads 273
Commenting Preference: 
The author encourages honest critique.

Latest Forum Discussions
Today 11:58pm by brokentitanium
Today 11:57pm by MadameLavender
Today 11:56pm by PittinixDesigns
Today 11:53pm by Backmomentarily
Today 11:52pm by anna_grin
Today 11:52pm by Remy_L