I found the edge of the world in my pocket
And whispered its secrets to a crow
Dew seeped through my socks
Must of rained yesterday
Sometimes when I am really upset, I vomit.
Who defines normal anyways?
Collar bones and broken eyes
The wind even laughs when I talk to her
Fear is my friend last night
Wasnt quite sure what she wanted
My face is that tragic painting
That the whole world wanted to see
There is a story inside of me
Screaming to be free
Raw to the point of scarring
A Walking contradiction
I am too wild for this cage
My wings need room to fly
The crows dont even know
Her witness that day was the sky














Comments
I love the first stanza, especially the line "dew seeped through my socks." I think it's a wonderful image.
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"If you bring forth what is within you, what you bring forth will save you. If you do not bring forth what is within you, what you do not bring forth will destroy you."
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"We all need love. Love brings us joy and well-being. It is as natural as the air."
~Thich Nhat Hanh
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