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A made up monologue of musings about the truth of things

By Rachel DeemingPublished 2 years ago Updated 2 years ago 2 min read
So
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So.

Here we are again, and you've rejected me once more.

I don't know how to take it.

Because we've been here before.

I wish I knew the rules.

Can you give me a copy of the rules?

Are there rules?

I'm scrabbling.

Trying to find an anchor with the tip of my fingertips.

Trying to find the words.

I don't know the words.

I don't know the words you want.

Words are my thing!

See? See what you do?

I'm sewn up like a wolf with stones,

The heaviness in the pit of me makes me slow

Down.

So weighted.

This is my world

And you're wrecking it -

If I let you.

So.

What needs to change?

Is it me?

I think it is.

I don't think I can change.

I think I have changed.

I think that this is the truest I've ever been.

But you don't love me like this.

I don't want to move myself into a mould,

Jammed.

I don't want to be something I'm not,

To fit.

I'd rather burst open, hurting and raw, and shed those stones

Than give them up to you.

So.

Do I stay or go?

I don't know.

Can I deal with the unease -

The tease?

Yes.

But the fog of want envelopes

And threatens to limit my thinking,

Overriding what I feel

Is real

To me.

To accommodate or

Cessate?

Is that what we're facing?

Maybe.

I don't like it.

I don't like it at all

But the intensity is not enough to push me out.

What will it take, I wonder?

What amount of disdain

Will it take

To stop the refrain?

Over and over and over again.

Reminding me of what I am not

To you.

This is hard.

But my friends have helped

As I knew they would;

Voicing my core

Exposing my ore

But shielding it with their clarity

Their reflected vision of all that I am

To me.

So.

I'll stay

With your rules

Whatever they are.

But I will not be restricted by them.

No.

Use them if you must

Against me.

Hide them if you must

From me.

I care but I will not compromise.

I am me

And I like that more than I like to please you.

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Rachel Deeming

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  • Test2 years ago

    Holy crap. "I don't think I can change. I think I have changed." Goodness this is powerful and relatable. Really really well done. I felt this. I would love to hear this read out loud

  • SPOTLESS2 years ago

    Wow

  • Amen sister! I love the way this guides us through the metamorphic thought process that comes full circle. OUTSTANDING!

  • Grz Colm2 years ago

    Powerful ideas here ! I liked this. ☺️

  • Babs Iverson2 years ago

    So many awesome lines!!! Melancholy but courageous and powerful at the end!!!❤️❤️💕

  • I'm a pathological people pleaser and I'm trying my best to learn to set boundaries and say NO. I loved your poem so much!

  • Test2 years ago

    That ending really slaps hard-Beautifully written all the way through! Loved the strength of emotion and the juxtaposition of vunerabilty and strength 🤍🤍🤍

  • Gerard DiLeo2 years ago

    "I'd rather burst open, hurting and raw, and shed those stones." So that's why there are so many stones in my path I keep tripping on! Nice piece.

  • Hannah Moore2 years ago

    I love how this speaks to the relationships we manage with power, and these days, often power we have no access to, no way to plead our case, as the power sits hidden behind an online face. Theres a desperation there which I feel reading this.

  • Wow. This felt so vulnerable and authentic ❤️✨ I can’t see the poem to quote you back the lines I loved (I’m in the app) but the repetition of Again … these lines flowed so beautifully. There were many brilliant lines in this… really well done ❤️✨

  • Very well written and relatable!

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