It Sits

It Sits

A Poem by Eliee
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It sits on my chest, a heavy sigh. Breaking my throat. Tear my lungs out.

"

It sits on my chest

A heavy sigh

Breaking my throat


Tear my lungs out


It leans against my

back. Bending my knees

Down to my toes


Tear out my brain


It curls heavy

Much like broken bones

Sit heavy in their sockets


Tear out my eyes


The monster's ring

Singing praises to devils

And demons and tolerance


Has no place here


© 2017 Eliee


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Eliee
Let me know where your thoughts took you :)

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Added on February 10, 2017
Last Updated on February 10, 2017
Tags: Contemporary, abstract, soft, poetry, thoughtful, freeverse

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Eliee
Eliee

Moorhead, MN



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I like to cry at night, with my partner. I'm wracked with crippling depression, but I get through with sarcasm and a deep set bitterness. I write, I read, as does everyone on this site (I would hope)... more..

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