A Poem by Alexandra

Brown Eyes
Observe the daily routine:
Remove mask at entrance
Place garments on an overflowing dirty laundry basket
Lay naked on a queen size mattress
With the AC blaring at 65 degrees
Revising the poetry book she wrote many moons ago
Describing the history behind each piece
What every person pulled at her
She jotted down words like:
And for others she said:
"This one's about the day I realized I wanted to end my life outside of my English Seminar"

What no one sees upon entrance in her room
Are the collection of relics she tapes on her wall
Of everyone that has left her behind
Or simply, faded away in time's escape
A TV that isn't plugged in
An empty canvas always ready to bleed with paint whenever the psychosis strikes
And the books that stack up to her 5 ft body

A woman so broken
And torn in war
She bathes in moments with people she's loved
And holds onto dear life for any chance of resurrection:

It's all etched in her head , it seems
And all of a sudden she snaps out of her dream and says:

"The Blank Verse ends here"

© 2019 Alexandra

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Added on August 19, 2019
Last Updated on August 19, 2019



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A Poem by Alexandra