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Shattered Pieces Remain

My Once Porcelain Frame

Darkness is unbearable Horrifically terrible

Hidden underneath the rocks The rubble My dirty unwashed socks Lies that dreadful box

The box is filled with memories of old Some are magical Others are a secret Never to be told

A square wooden coffin Bury my dying thoughts in Alongside the repressed memories I hide so well with poisonous toxins

Nothing has the familiarity Of my darkest truth The beauty in the ugliness of my vulgarity Go ahead bitch Stare at me

I am a circus show freak Who’s pinnacle Isn’t my peak I find if I seek The treacherous world of ugliness Hindering on bleak

Who have I become I’m lonesome The razors' edge The mountain’s ledge

I fall Into nothing at all Trapped in between an invisible wall Appalled Porcelain breaking under my skin I’m your China doll

Thank you all for reading. I hope you enjoyed this lyrical prose. I actually found a real sense of identity in this poem. I hope some of you can relate. The darkness is blinding. All consuming. With all that being said the light eventually comes. It is soothing. It heals the brokenness inside. Life is a rollercoaster. I am along for the ride. Divinity takes control when you let go of your ego. I have attached my cream of the crop mic drop proses below if you are interested in reading. I am forever grateful to all of my follower's. God bless you.