Submitted by Edda The Poetess on
Get out of my pain
It’s mine
Not yours.
An unseen force
Pushed me into this bag of skin
I wear it
I loathe it
I am dedicated to it.
A new arrival –
Singular one from the crowd of remembrance
Clinging to the locks of tradition
Unable to express the truth
Of love yet standing out.
Time goes on as time
Glimpses of hope linger
I push against the walls
Pounding against the membrane
Screaming unheard.
Soul of soul of soul
Waiting for a seizure of awareness
Why are you here?
WHY ARE YOU HERE?
With dark secrets and a thousand memories
There is no room
Get out of my pain
It’s mine
Not yours.
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