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Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
12th Jan 2024 00:21am
12th Jan 2024 00:21am
vulnerable
hissing on the floor of hell,
you’ve always thought yourself a freak,
too inward to charm the ball or the Belle,
too ugly to be iconic.
too queer to at least seem well-meaning,
too puritanical and sharp
to strut like some gay butterfly
or keep in tune with love’s young larks.
o tender-hearted tormenter of self,
I’ve caught you in the prickly gorse.
o little broken boy, o elf,
I’ve shielded you within this prickled place.
we raise each other up, I tend your wounds.
the carapace of irony peels back, in parts.
you’ve always thought yourself a freak,
too inward to charm the ball or the Belle,
too ugly to be iconic.
too queer to at least seem well-meaning,
too puritanical and sharp
to strut like some gay butterfly
or keep in tune with love’s young larks.
o tender-hearted tormenter of self,
I’ve caught you in the prickly gorse.
o little broken boy, o elf,
I’ve shielded you within this prickled place.
we raise each other up, I tend your wounds.
the carapace of irony peels back, in parts.
#SelfHarm
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery #SelfWorth
#SelfDiscovery #SelfWorth
206 reads
5 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
12th Jan 2024 00:21am
12th Jan 2024 00:21am
vulnerable
hissing on the floor of hell,
you’ve always thought yourself a freak,
too inward to charm the ball or the Belle,
too ugly to be iconic.
too queer to at least seem well-meaning,
too puritanical and sharp
to strut like some gay butterfly
or keep in tune with love’s young larks.
o tender-hearted tormenter of self,
I’ve caught you in the prickly gorse.
o little broken boy, o elf,
I’ve shielded you within this prickled place.
we raise each other up, I tend your wounds.
the carapace of irony peels back, in parts.
you’ve always thought yourself a freak,
too inward to charm the ball or the Belle,
too ugly to be iconic.
too queer to at least seem well-meaning,
too puritanical and sharp
to strut like some gay butterfly
or keep in tune with love’s young larks.
o tender-hearted tormenter of self,
I’ve caught you in the prickly gorse.
o little broken boy, o elf,
I’ve shielded you within this prickled place.
we raise each other up, I tend your wounds.
the carapace of irony peels back, in parts.
#SelfHarm
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery #SelfWorth
#SelfDiscovery #SelfWorth
206 reads
5 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
12th Jan 2024 00:21am
12th Jan 2024 00:21am
vulnerable
hissing on the floor of hell,
you’ve always thought yourself a freak,
too inward to charm the ball or the Belle,
too ugly to be iconic.
too queer to at least seem well-meaning,
too puritanical and sharp
to strut like some gay butterfly
or keep in tune with love’s young larks.
o tender-hearted tormenter of self,
I’ve caught you in the prickly gorse.
o little broken boy, o elf,
I’ve shielded you within this prickled place.
we raise each other up, I tend your wounds.
the carapace of irony peels back, in parts.
you’ve always thought yourself a freak,
too inward to charm the ball or the Belle,
too ugly to be iconic.
too queer to at least seem well-meaning,
too puritanical and sharp
to strut like some gay butterfly
or keep in tune with love’s young larks.
o tender-hearted tormenter of self,
I’ve caught you in the prickly gorse.
o little broken boy, o elf,
I’ve shielded you within this prickled place.
we raise each other up, I tend your wounds.
the carapace of irony peels back, in parts.
#SelfHarm
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery #SelfWorth
#SelfDiscovery #SelfWorth
206 reads
5 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
12th Jan 2024 00:21am
12th Jan 2024 00:21am
vulnerable
hissing on the floor of hell,
you’ve always thought yourself a freak,
too inward to charm the ball or the Belle,
too ugly to be iconic.
too queer to at least seem well-meaning,
too puritanical and sharp
to strut like some gay butterfly
or keep in tune with love’s young larks.
o tender-hearted tormenter of self,
I’ve caught you in the prickly gorse.
o little broken boy, o elf,
I’ve shielded you within this prickled place.
we raise each other up, I tend your wounds.
the carapace of irony peels back, in parts.
you’ve always thought yourself a freak,
too inward to charm the ball or the Belle,
too ugly to be iconic.
too queer to at least seem well-meaning,
too puritanical and sharp
to strut like some gay butterfly
or keep in tune with love’s young larks.
o tender-hearted tormenter of self,
I’ve caught you in the prickly gorse.
o little broken boy, o elf,
I’ve shielded you within this prickled place.
we raise each other up, I tend your wounds.
the carapace of irony peels back, in parts.
#SelfHarm
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery #SelfWorth
#SelfDiscovery #SelfWorth
206 reads
5 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
30th Dec 2024 8:46pm
30th Dec 2024 8:46pm
Fast and Furious
So, my countrymen have decided
to embrace...and celebrate...
organized stupidity.
So it is written.
So let it be done.
And may they learn the hard way
how to bring order
to their own thoughts
and actions.
Though unnecessary...
as forethought would have done the job.
So stub your toes, America!
Fuck around and find out.
Go ahead. Reach out.
Get a good grip on that
spinning table saw blade!
...
to embrace...and celebrate...
organized stupidity.
So it is written.
So let it be done.
And may they learn the hard way
how to bring order
to their own thoughts
and actions.
Though unnecessary...
as forethought would have done the job.
So stub your toes, America!
Fuck around and find out.
Go ahead. Reach out.
Get a good grip on that
spinning table saw blade!
...
#abuse
#addiction
#ignorance #SelfHarm
#ignorance #SelfHarm
234 reads
8 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
30th Dec 2024 8:46pm
30th Dec 2024 8:46pm
Fast and Furious
So, my countrymen have decided
to embrace...and celebrate...
organized stupidity.
So it is written.
So let it be done.
And may they learn the hard way
how to bring order
to their own thoughts
and actions.
Though unnecessary...
as forethought would have done the job.
So stub your toes, America!
Fuck around and find out.
Go ahead. Reach out.
Get a good grip on that
spinning table saw blade!
...
to embrace...and celebrate...
organized stupidity.
So it is written.
So let it be done.
And may they learn the hard way
how to bring order
to their own thoughts
and actions.
Though unnecessary...
as forethought would have done the job.
So stub your toes, America!
Fuck around and find out.
Go ahead. Reach out.
Get a good grip on that
spinning table saw blade!
...
#abuse
#addiction
#ignorance #SelfHarm
#ignorance #SelfHarm
234 reads
8 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
30th Dec 2024 8:46pm
30th Dec 2024 8:46pm
Fast and Furious
So, my countrymen have decided
to embrace...and celebrate...
organized stupidity.
So it is written.
So let it be done.
And may they learn the hard way
how to bring order
to their own thoughts
and actions.
Though unnecessary...
as forethought would have done the job.
So stub your toes, America!
Fuck around and find out.
Go ahead. Reach out.
Get a good grip on that
spinning table saw blade!
...
to embrace...and celebrate...
organized stupidity.
So it is written.
So let it be done.
And may they learn the hard way
how to bring order
to their own thoughts
and actions.
Though unnecessary...
as forethought would have done the job.
So stub your toes, America!
Fuck around and find out.
Go ahead. Reach out.
Get a good grip on that
spinning table saw blade!
...
#abuse
#addiction
#ignorance #SelfHarm
#ignorance #SelfHarm
234 reads
8 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
30th Dec 2024 8:46pm
30th Dec 2024 8:46pm
Fast and Furious
So, my countrymen have decided
to embrace...and celebrate...
organized stupidity.
So it is written.
So let it be done.
And may they learn the hard way
how to bring order
to their own thoughts
and actions.
Though unnecessary...
as forethought would have done the job.
So stub your toes, America!
Fuck around and find out.
Go ahead. Reach out.
Get a good grip on that
spinning table saw blade!
...
to embrace...and celebrate...
organized stupidity.
So it is written.
So let it be done.
And may they learn the hard way
how to bring order
to their own thoughts
and actions.
Though unnecessary...
as forethought would have done the job.
So stub your toes, America!
Fuck around and find out.
Go ahead. Reach out.
Get a good grip on that
spinning table saw blade!
...
#abuse
#addiction
#ignorance #SelfHarm
#ignorance #SelfHarm
234 reads
8 Comments
gracemarie
Poem Published
2nd Aug 2024 2:28am
2nd Aug 2024 2:28am
Scars
I used to be ashamed of my scars
I tried to hide every single one
I didn't want people know
how much damage had been done
I wanted to get them covered
with a needle and ink
Now I'm glad I didn't
I stopped caring what people think
Every scar is precious to me
Because of the memories they hold
Every single one is a story to be told
Even the ones I did to myself
I smile when I see
Because it's reminder I'm able to overcome whatever life throws at me
Never be ashamed of your scars ...
I tried to hide every single one
I didn't want people know
how much damage had been done
I wanted to get them covered
with a needle and ink
Now I'm glad I didn't
I stopped caring what people think
Every scar is precious to me
Because of the memories they hold
Every single one is a story to be told
Even the ones I did to myself
I smile when I see
Because it's reminder I'm able to overcome whatever life throws at me
Never be ashamed of your scars ...
#hope
#nostalgia
#SelfHarm #strength
#SelfHarm #strength
316 reads
3 Comments
gracemarie
Poem Published
2nd Aug 2024 2:28am
2nd Aug 2024 2:28am
Scars
I used to be ashamed of my scars
I tried to hide every single one
I didn't want people know
how much damage had been done
I wanted to get them covered
with a needle and ink
Now I'm glad I didn't
I stopped caring what people think
Every scar is precious to me
Because of the memories they hold
Every single one is a story to be told
Even the ones I did to myself
I smile when I see
Because it's reminder I'm able to overcome whatever life throws at me
Never be ashamed of your scars ...
I tried to hide every single one
I didn't want people know
how much damage had been done
I wanted to get them covered
with a needle and ink
Now I'm glad I didn't
I stopped caring what people think
Every scar is precious to me
Because of the memories they hold
Every single one is a story to be told
Even the ones I did to myself
I smile when I see
Because it's reminder I'm able to overcome whatever life throws at me
Never be ashamed of your scars ...
#hope
#nostalgia
#SelfHarm #strength
#SelfHarm #strength
316 reads
3 Comments
gracemarie
Poem Published
2nd Aug 2024 2:28am
2nd Aug 2024 2:28am
Scars
I used to be ashamed of my scars
I tried to hide every single one
I didn't want people know
how much damage had been done
I wanted to get them covered
with a needle and ink
Now I'm glad I didn't
I stopped caring what people think
Every scar is precious to me
Because of the memories they hold
Every single one is a story to be told
Even the ones I did to myself
I smile when I see
Because it's reminder I'm able to overcome whatever life throws at me
Never be ashamed of your scars ...
I tried to hide every single one
I didn't want people know
how much damage had been done
I wanted to get them covered
with a needle and ink
Now I'm glad I didn't
I stopped caring what people think
Every scar is precious to me
Because of the memories they hold
Every single one is a story to be told
Even the ones I did to myself
I smile when I see
Because it's reminder I'm able to overcome whatever life throws at me
Never be ashamed of your scars ...
#hope
#nostalgia
#SelfHarm #strength
#SelfHarm #strength
316 reads
3 Comments
gracemarie
Poem Published
2nd Aug 2024 2:28am
2nd Aug 2024 2:28am
Scars
I used to be ashamed of my scars
I tried to hide every single one
I didn't want people know
how much damage had been done
I wanted to get them covered
with a needle and ink
Now I'm glad I didn't
I stopped caring what people think
Every scar is precious to me
Because of the memories they hold
Every single one is a story to be told
Even the ones I did to myself
I smile when I see
Because it's reminder I'm able to overcome whatever life throws at me
Never be ashamed of your scars ...
I tried to hide every single one
I didn't want people know
how much damage had been done
I wanted to get them covered
with a needle and ink
Now I'm glad I didn't
I stopped caring what people think
Every scar is precious to me
Because of the memories they hold
Every single one is a story to be told
Even the ones I did to myself
I smile when I see
Because it's reminder I'm able to overcome whatever life throws at me
Never be ashamed of your scars ...
#hope
#nostalgia
#SelfHarm #strength
#SelfHarm #strength
316 reads
3 Comments
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