Poetry, writing

If I came with a warning label, it would read “poison”

If I came with a warning label, it would read “poison”

Keep locked away, no contact with persons

No contact with self else lie in the wake

Of the girl before… before I did take–


Away all the semblance of what once could be

Devoured my passions, destroyed my own dreams

My own worst enemy I’ve proven to be

Don’t stick around or you’ll become me


… completely emo I know… but man has it been one of those times lately…





Do you have a passion for Social Change? Want to make a difference but don’t know how?

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The Resistance Syndicate is an online gallery I started to make art that speaks and says something about Social Changes that need to be made to bring us closer to equality and nonviolence.

I can’t do this alone. Please share your work with me and together we can have our voices be heard.

Thank you,

Fioza Leigh