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A Moment of Mistake

When will I finally be free from the past?

By Moon DesertPublished 4 years ago Updated about a year ago 1 min read
Photo by Jr Korpa on Unsplash

I hold you partially responsible

For my life in the current state

Unstable, unsafe, unutterable

Melted with as many unusual shapes

As I can imagine

Omitting your normal model of life as much as I could

To escape from the cliché

All I have is what I have learned myself

In a country I understand

Although all its rules, rumbles, rattles

Give me creeps and headaches, yet coexisting

With my point of view

Which you have always despised

Both of you trying to fight

Me as an enemy

I wonder why, if I’m not a threat to you

So, what for?

To hide in the recesses of your minds

That your daughter is nobody, but she has to survive

Even if every single day

It’s like climbing Mount Everest

Without the right equipment

Allowing an appropriate apogee

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For my parents

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date lost

revised on 17 August 2021

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Thank you for reading!

sad poetry

About the Creator

Moon Desert

UK-based

BA in Cultural Studies

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