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Liz
Poems
Apr 2015
Is it warm in here? or is it just me?
keep me in mind
when I am hidden.
when I keep myself away,
from the burning light of day.
It's burnt away my nerves,
I can't feel a thing.
Numb to the world,
but feeling in the cold.
I've said it a thousand times,
I'll say it a thousand more.
I'm not the type to laugh,
I'll always shut the door.
So the cold is where I stay,
I can't sleep when it's warm.
I feel myself on fire,
always starting a new war.
Oh sunshine,
please die.
stop mocking my frostbite,
stop torching all desire.
Why won't you listen?
have you no ears?
I've been this way since birth,
I'll be this way for years.
I told you I'm not human.
I'm not the way I should be.
the tundra behind my bedroom door,
it's swallowed me.
Please don't forget about me.
I'm dying to leave.
I'm dying for someone to reach out,
instead I'm dying from greif.
Let's build a fire,
not the kind that kills.
But to melt the ice,
that's been holding me against my will.
Rather, just let me burn.
I'll turn to dust,
I'll drift away,
It's all a deadly lust.
Don't let me run,
tie me tight.
I need the fire,
but I think I might die.
#fire
#anxiety
#cold
#socialanxiety
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