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catastrophic chaos

poem by zoe frenchman

By zoe frenchmanPublished 3 years ago 1 min read
catastrophic chaos
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i can’t deny

how much i cry

i wouldn’t try

if i could

i hate all lies

of any size

i empathize

when i should

i cross the line

beyond benign

the steep climb

and the sheer crime

i felt so small and forgotten

the hope once present gone rotten

i felt so lost and behind

no matter how much i’d grind

i’d never be what i wanted

i set these expectations

in every situation,

if perfection wasn’t met

my reflection turned to dread

i then went into the woods

expecting to stay

but there time stood,

fading away

i felt trapped and alone,

surrounded by stalagmites and stones,

nothing to mend my broken bones,

shrinking as rapidly as i had grown

each day

was gray,

each day

i’d lay

awake with indelible doom

and the palpable gloom,

i didn’t know if i’d escape soon,

or if i’d drown in the lake that afternoon

the leaves covered me

the trees smothered me

i’d fallen to my knees,

unable to breathe,

physically weak,

unable to speak,

all i wanted was to be unique

and that led me somewhere

that turned into a nightmare,

my whole world become a death stare.

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About the Creator

zoe frenchman

I’m Zoe, I’m 22, and I’m an aspiring writer, filmmaker, musician, & mental health advocate. I’m also an editor and content writer, graduating from Full Sail's Creative Writing BFA program in July.

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