I am the dirt under your shoes.
The meaningless things you overlook.
I am the little voice in your head.
The one you ignored a little too long.
In your unsuspectingness lies my power.
In your carelessness I flourish.
I am nothing you wished for,
and everything you fear.
The meaningless things you overlook.
I am the little voice in your head.
The one you ignored a little too long.
In your unsuspectingness lies my power.
In your carelessness I flourish.
I am nothing you wished for,
and everything you fear.
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Author:
terribletruthkindlie (
Offline) - Published: April 21st, 2022 07:53
- Comment from author about the poem: first poem i ever wrote
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Comments1
I mean I enjoy this embrace of power, but also "un-embrace." With the lines comparing yourself to dirt. Well I guess in order to be brave and imposing you first have to learn what it's like to be nothing at all. Wonderful.
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