maybe
if i am small
enough
i can slip
through the bars
of my mind
to a place
where darkness
does not reside.
if i disappear
through the cracks
and leave the body
i never wanted
cold,
on the floor
for rodents
to feast on
maybe i will know
peace.
i did not ask for this.
iron bars
my fingers claw on
until they bleed
empty flesh
that begs for sustenance
so needy -
always wanting.
where do i leave
the knees
that ache from
running
from myself
and the heart
that beats
too loud?
in the dead of the
night
will the voices
hear
when i go?
About the Creator
Sara
Don’t look for love.
Be love.
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Comments (5)
This is exceptional. So sad, but I love the clever use of italics to highlight certain lines as if coming from a different place (that's how I read it...maybe I am wrong) I have at times wished I could leave my body behind, but also want to escape my mind.. Great and impactful work as ever, Sara!
so powerful!
I did not ask for this. That line resonated do deeply with me. Loved your poem!
So real and hauntingly familiar and very well written! I went to a surrealist art exhibition years ago and some of the painting looked like they had been ripped straight out of my head, a lot of your work has that same vibe - it's a good thing!
This is so raw and heartfelt. Great read!