velour and valour of vulnerability

till last year

I was fooling myself

that I am vital, valued

now I know

that even if I leave tomorrow

no one will ever shed a tear for me

they’ll heave

a long sigh of relief

that finally

there is no one to fight with

that they can talk freely

without me listening

their dirty schemes

directed at me

that was the only reason

my life was still going on

to wreak as much havoc

as long as they can play their tricks

on my weak, vulnerable body

I’ve had enough, I’ve seen it all

nothing and no one can stop me from

getting off this train

at the whistle stop

and go to hell

with all this disgrace

of my existence

I wish I could help myself

but the more I see this life

the more I want to die

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July – September 2022

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