I am tired
I am scared
Hide myself
From what’s out there
Ever watchful
Through the night
Lest the demon
Take my eyes
“Little dolly,
All alone.
No one wants you,
This we know.”
Says the monster
In my head
Tells me I should
Go to bed
“Lie down, lie down,
Useless thing.
Let it take you
It won’t sting.”
No use to call out
I won’t try
No one listens
To my cries
“Such a burden,
Such a waste.
Let another
Take your place.”
Choke a sob
And shut my eyes
Cross my heart
And hope to die
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Author:
Thomasine Dye (
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- Category: Surrealist
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Comments1
Your writing is very beautiful, very pregnant with emotion and thoughtful observation. I am fascinated by this little piece, and it's gonna take me a bit longer to figure out exactly why. The short lines belie the weighty emotions each one carries. This piece is like a child discovering adult things. This was the sweetest part of a long day.
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