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Katy May 2020
You took pieces of me
Like plucking feathers from a bird

It seemed harmless at first
Until I realized I could no longer fly
Katy May 2020
I look at myself in pictures
And see everyone else
But me
Katy May 2020
We mask them
Hide them so well

To keep up the image
Whatever image we want to portray
Because that makes us “strong” in our minds
Looking the part of being put together makes us feel like maybe it’s true

Then we get out of the public eye
To our safe place
Where we fall apart

The glue lets loose
And all the pieces come crashing down
Piling up on the floor

All the doubt clouds our head
It’s enough to suffocate us
A battle that’s become so necessary
It’s like a part of us
But we wish it wasn’t
Katy May 2020
How ironic
That we draw countless hearts
On the body
We so viciously hate
Katy May 2020
It’s difficult to remember a time where I didn’t see cracks in my skin
Mystified that the first few went unnoticed
Until they became so abundant
I left blood on everything I touched

My bones ached from being so exposed
It spread so quickly I couldn’t keep up
I’d begin mending the large wounds
And come across five new

I’d care for the ones on my hands
Just for them to burst open the second I grabbed my pen
Katy May 2020
I want answers and an explanation
But it’s not my place to pry
And pick at the scabs
While you’re healing
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Katy May 2020
I wish they were inviting and bright
Like a cloudless sky

     So you could see yourself soaring
     With the birds and planes

But they’re haunting and dark
Like the Marianas Trench

     And I’m afraid you’d just see yourself sinking
     Like the Titanic, to meet your tragic end
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