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MuseumofMax
Poems
Dec 2021
Climbing up-hill
A warm embrace
Or so they thought
Warm at first
Then it got hot
Piles of blankets
Suddenly smothering
Stuck inside
Until you
Die
I want to leave
But I like the pain
Forgetting the hurt
What goes on in my brain.
I found a way out
Though a little late
Turns out the door was always open
I just didn’t check the lock
Stepping out onto green grass
Reminds me of an old poem I wrote
The first steps take a while
My feet are cold
But I try and smile
After what feels like forever
I look up
And I’m not alone anymore
My heart
Will not
Feel
Sore
That old door
That I thought was locked
Has disappeared.
I won’t go back
To the place I thought was home
For now I know what love is
I am Sophie
I am Max
I am an artist
Monster boy is facing the real world for the first time
Turns out he’s doing okay
And he can still rhyme.
Wonder what adventures will come next
Sophie doesn’t know
And neither does Max
But they’re excited
For the trek.
No longer perplexed.
The first steps of a new person… the poem I’m referencing is ‘Content’ by me :)
#learning
#growing
#journey
#trek
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MuseumofMax
21/Androgynous
(21/Androgynous)
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