Not Insane

by Mimi   Oct 25, 2020

My brain is
Splatter painting itself
Like I'm modern art
And you are
Sitting there
Watching me become
A thunderstorm
And I feel sorry
I'm making you
Sit through this
I am either shaking so badly
I cannot focus
Or I feel so tired
I don't want to bother
I am either
Sure I want to die
Or terrified of the possibility
I am either a
Short-fuse detonation
Or a long-time radiation
I am leaking
I am falling apart
Like old copper pipes
And once a boy
Broke my heart
And it hurt less
That I expected because
I was already so used
To breaking myself
And once
I almost felt happy
But don't worry
It went away before
I could get attached
And just for once
Just as a new and exciting
Fun game
I'd like to feel like
I'm not insane


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  • 1 month ago

    by Mr. Darcy

    I can relate to this.
    Ben's right, you've written this well.

  • 1 month ago

    by Ben Pickard

    A moving poem with some nice similes and subtle uses of rhyme sneaked in throughout. Well done.

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