Envy being the Enemy
A Poem by brittanyjane
A shadow consistantly taking up space
Sitting next to me
With its taunting glory
Taking me by the sholders
It's pushing me down
I get back up, trembling
And get pushed, harder
I find I have no reason to get up anymore
All I see is shadows
Every dark blot
Over powering the air I breathe
I'm lying in one dark hole
I can see the blood pushing its way out
The envy takes my own small victory
Saying I'm easy to take over
I know I can't win
There's always a shadow
Sitting in the desk next to me
With a smirk on its face
While I watch my sleeve soak up my tears
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© 2008 brittanyjane
Compartment 114
Compartment 114
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Reviews
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Such a deeply emotive, moving write! The dark companion to your sorrow and pain. Beautifully haunting!
Posted 15 Years Ago
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Grammar tip:
"it's" = it is
"its" = belongs to it, no apostrophe for this one
so
"With it's taunting glory" (its)
"With a smirk on it's face" (its)
"I can see the blood pushing it's way out" (its)
Hmm. A personnification of envy?
Envy causing the S.I?
Or envy being a by-product of S.I, i.e. envying those who don't self-harm?
The tone of this is good, matter-of-fact description of the situation.
I think 'over-powering' i either one word or two words hyphenated...not sure though.
Good piece.
Thanks for sharing it.
Posted 16 Years Ago
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Added on February 21, 2008
Last Updated on March 13, 2008
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I don't know a lot about myself, anymore, so I definitely couldn't tell you anything.
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