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Reputation is heavy,
an expensive coat
draped over your shoulders
by your friends, your family —
such an honor to wear —
but what they don’t know
is how the dampness clings to the wool inside,
leaking down your back, from the sleeves
just as slime streaks down a prison wall —
on the outside, cool and glossy,
on the inside, hot and sweaty —
but you can’t take it off,
because you’ve got nothing
but tender infant skin beneath,
and do you want to stand naked
before the world —?
Stripped of that trust
lying across your shoulders,
that collar squeezing your neck,
like a snake,
always hissing softly in your ear,
“Your life is mine”
“Because if you take me away”
“With some misstep or other”
“You’ll shrivel in the cold”
“Your snowy skin will blacken”
“Transform to naught”
“And you’ll die upon the pedestal”
“On which you stand”
“Nothing more than an abhorred thing”
“A twisted fetus”
“They’ll all look at you and think”
“It should never have been born”
an expensive coat
draped over your shoulders
by your friends, your family —
such an honor to wear —
but what they don’t know
is how the dampness clings to the wool inside,
leaking down your back, from the sleeves
just as slime streaks down a prison wall —
on the outside, cool and glossy,
on the inside, hot and sweaty —
but you can’t take it off,
because you’ve got nothing
but tender infant skin beneath,
and do you want to stand naked
before the world —?
Stripped of that trust
lying across your shoulders,
that collar squeezing your neck,
like a snake,
always hissing softly in your ear,
“Your life is mine”
“Because if you take me away”
“With some misstep or other”
“You’ll shrivel in the cold”
“Your snowy skin will blacken”
“Transform to naught”
“And you’ll die upon the pedestal”
“On which you stand”
“Nothing more than an abhorred thing”
“A twisted fetus”
“They’ll all look at you and think”
“It should never have been born”
Literature
Don't overthink it
Why am I here?
But for a moment
To smile
To fight
To breathe
To think
To see
To love
To learn
To share
To lose
To run
To cry
To die
But for a moment
To be with you
Literature
Starry Eyed
You make maps to ceiling constellations,
and I wanna lie here and trace every line,
until we're lost in the dark matter of your mind.
With arms cooly tucked beneath your head,
you navigate an escape from nothingness.
There is a brilliance spilling from your lips,
as your mouth rambles on and on.
You have long drifted alone with starry eyes,
but now you've found a passenger.
Literature
Dark Echo
Often, I feel worthless. Worthless!
Unworthy to be loved, sinner. Sinner!
Can anyone save me? Anyone? No one.
I beat myself every day with every lie. lies...
They resound in my head until they become true. True!
Until I believe them, like decay in my heart. my heart.
Who can save me? Anyone? no one.
I am trapped in my own sea of turmoil, forever. AND EVER!
Because the lies, they have claws. Claws!
Claws that dig in and never let go. Go?
Will I ever be free? No...never. Never!
Often, I feel worthless. Worthless!
No one can save me, No one. No one!
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All right, I keep promising that I'll post some more things that I've written... so here's something, though it's not exactly recent. I wrote this poem a few years back while I was going through a particularly difficult time in my life. It's one of the few poems I've written that I can still say I'm happy with, for the most part. Anyways, I hope you like it.
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