My head is filled with voices
Each have something to say
Telling me to make different choices
Each wants to get their way
I am trapped in a box of confusion
Inhaling water of a million oceans
My broken parts have suffered complete immersion
My heart has dealt with a thousand erosions
The voices chew through my nerves
Like acid
Their tone of voice swerves
Their faces placid
I have a gift for pretending
Keeping this smile on my face
As if my world was not ending
Even though that is the case.
Raw emotion … Poetry is so perfect to share its immobilization; I write back because I care and know your pain. The lament, the last refrain…
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Great work.
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Thank you
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I love your poems
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