The Reflection of Shadows
A little note:
To avoid confusing any of you lovely people who religiously (THANK YOU) read my blog, I just wanted to be clear on something with these poems. I call these "a collection of moments" because that's exactly what they are. Fractions of good, bad, happy, confusing, dark, and beautiful moments from all the years of my life. Each week, I look through the dozens and dozens of them I have filed away and figure out which one I want to share with you.
Help Me Rid Myself of Doubt
Cut me,
Cut me,
Bleed it out.
Help me rid
Myself of doubt,
To get the virus,
Get it out-
Cut me,
Cut me,
Bleed it out.
Stop me,
Stop me,
Shut me down.
Tie me up,
Turn me around.
Break my focus,
Shift me now-
Stop me,
Stop me,
Shut me down.
Help me,
Help me,
Set me free.
I’m tired, anxious,
Want to breathe.
This broken record’s
Killing me-
Help me,
Help me,
Set me free.
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