Dizziness and a sickness beyond recognization
A grotesque pool of vomit
A clenched throat
A bottomless hole in my stomach
Water flowing out of my tortured eyes
Conducted by my weak brain
Where did I go wrong?
Was it my birth that chopped the family tree apart?
Or was it simply genetics?
That corrupted my would-be-beautiful figure?
Where did I go wrong?
I now wake up with a nauseating feel in my body
Why am I me?
Why am I here?
I now am disturbed by everyone
Why am I here?
Why am I me?
I now have a heart that’s the size of a planet
That beats out my chest, it outlines its shape
And it bleeds and bleeds open wherever I go
And the bleeding is something I cant control
Why am I here?
Why am I me?
I call out and cry like a lost dog
Who’s owner doesn’t care about them
I yell and I scream
But forever I’m silenced
“Is someone there?”
“Someone who cares?”
I’m never left with a signal returned
- Author: Nova C (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: July 30th, 2023 18:25
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments1
worthless as I may be
comparable to your laudable worth
here, dear Poetic kin
my eyes n fingers grant you witness
as an echo recognition of your fight
to sculpt something meaningful
out of your ill-fated circumstances..
so ask, RAGE, write
ink your Volition with pride
and someday soon, i hope
you'll be granted that recognition
you deserve
and be able to affirm your worth
for yourself..
'stay' strong!
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