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haley
Poems
Feb 2018
Vulnerability
I can hear him knocking at the door
I feel the rhythm of the beating in my chest and head.
It overwhelms me, bleeding down into my core,
my heartstrings hanging by a single thread.
I cannot handle your lingering presence anymore.
I am exhausted from a constant state of dread;
an endless game of tug of war
contemplating all of the things I’ve left unsaid.
Compiling a collection of unfinished memoirs
abandoned and stranded in my mind instead.
He is here, choosing which wounds to reopen into deeper sores
I lay awaiting the temporary passage of this bloodshed.
#vulnerability
#depression
#sadness
#wounds
#memoirs
#dread
#contemplation
#entity
Written by
haley
21/F/kansas
(21/F/kansas)
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