Worth

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Last night or early this morning, either way;

I told you;

     I told you everything,

that I see scars.

I see a broken mirror.

 

 

Reflecting image becomes clearer,

not wanting to see her.

I am too much,

         Too much to handle;

                Not your miracle,

reminding myself of,

hoping for never.

I am colored,

                red,

stained from hands,

                black and blue.

                                I never wanted to feel,

shattered or fragmented; discounted;

spent, but maybe not by you,

or maybe that’s not true.

                                Cheap.

 

 

My vision is screwed,

                worthless words,

but this place,

                          this place,

       feels just like you.

 

 

Brand new,

                      but only when I’m with you.

           If I take this glass and carve out my last breath I won’t see you.

 

 

Silent, pulsating pink and beautiful,

in your hands,

                     I am treasured, gold and wanted.

 

 

Figment of my imagination,

                this between my legs.

 

 

A part of me that needs,

              to just go unread and numb.

 

 

Deer in headlights, playing dead, so I won’t,

           hear my own panic, the shrill scream,

breathless, come save me.                   

Reviews

[Ceejae]

this was something that i couldnt have expressed better, wonderful job on the word choices i really like this one

[Dominique Lambright]

This I thought was everywhere, but in a good way. You had many thoughts but as you read you piece them together. I liked it very much.

[brigid]

38 views and no reviews??????? maybe lots to think about. the imagery is powerful here...raw emotions and truth....such angst.....love the last line..perfect way to end...

[jenkey83]

I know right??? lol I seriously wonder though! Thanks for the review omg I thought I'd never get one hahaha

[brigid]

please keep writing and posting....all good...the reviews will come :)