Transgender Forum

I am my own dark rose, I am my own black cloud. I live in the shadows of the day, And search for the light at night. I walk between the rain, Yet, get lost in the crowd. Nothing ever pans out, And my results end in “might”. So, I don’t need you and your control, Your opinion, nor advice. Nothing you...

The subtle design was that of cognizant resistance. Waves of tremors, which spawned from the love of the familiar, flashed across the surface; light through an abstract mind. The determination was valor…but it could be no more. The great hand of the universe, always moving, gently encouraging the in...