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Stirring up Old Feelings (Consequences of Facing the Past)

(this is totally an emo poem, sorry. haha)

Take this from me,
Tear it from my chest,
Throw it far from here
To the center of
The molten mountain,
"My precious",
Barely beating,
Chilled to freezing
As I sit eating
A shitty fast food burger
All by myself
At this park
Waiting
For the sun to go down.

Maybe nobody can understand
The things I have felt in my life:
Pinned to the ground,
Trapped,
Choking at sobs
deep inside,
Trying to hide
From myself,
From the ghosts,
Their faces,
All empty gazes
And gaping mouths
Staring into my soul
With a chill,
Unnatural
Sighing and moaning
As I float in dreams
Designed to terrify
And objectify,
To hold me down
And kick me while I'm there.

Maybe you haven't felt that.

Maybe this is all mine...

Maybe I am all alone.


Maybe it doesn't make a difference one way or the other.

Would it make things any better
If others have had it worse?
Written by sammy4444
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