I need to alleviate this feeling
In desperate need of internal healing
I trip
But I don’t fall
Learn how to crawl
Then learn how to walk
Outlining my body on the pavement
With chalk
Asphalt engagement
Body splattered on the floor
In a form that is familiar
I see a door
A red one
Do I go through it knowing the danger that comes when I do
This wasn’t as fun
As I thought
I touch the door handle
jiggle it
Locked
FUCK FUCK FUCK
The pain isn’t gone.
It’s elevated
I’m a helpless faun
Being chased by a lion
But I’m also the lion
I’m crying
For both
Because I am both the lion and the faun
Metaphorically I am
Because I’m already
gone
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