Avissssssss
Wellknown Ace
I am no prized portrait of a friend,
nor the ideal brother you’d wish to claim.
I am no storied partner at the end,
bearing the titles that you seek to name.
I have no gilded promises to sell,
no borrowed light to make the shadows fade.
Only the truth of where my footsteps fell,
only this heart, exactly as it’s made.
Nothing more to bargain, nothing less to lose—
just the raw shelter of the soul I bear.
The door is open, and the path is yours to choose:
to walk away, or stay and meet me there.
nor the ideal brother you’d wish to claim.
I am no storied partner at the end,
bearing the titles that you seek to name.
I have no gilded promises to sell,
no borrowed light to make the shadows fade.
Only the truth of where my footsteps fell,
only this heart, exactly as it’s made.
Nothing more to bargain, nothing less to lose—
just the raw shelter of the soul I bear.
The door is open, and the path is yours to choose:
to walk away, or stay and meet me there.