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I would like to separate myself The division of my body Scoop it all out of the shell Deep clean my insides Expel my chyme I move through air better Empty. I loose pieces of me On purpose. An unsolvable puzzle, Is a lighter one. But I am still hungry Like an animal; Like a stray dog. Hunting. Growling. Like stray dog Begging for a man's food. I am also the man Who denies him. They say I am no longer allowed To not allow myself. BUT I will never have the luxury Of being thankful for permission, And now I have lost the luxury of occluding myself. I JUST WANT TO GET IT OUT I WANT TO WRING THE SALIVA OUT OF MY TONGUE BEFORE THEY WEIGH ME I WANT TO GORE CHUNKS OUT OF MYSELF LIKE PIECES OF BIRTHDAY CAKE I WANT TO SHAVE OFF MY EDGES TILL MY HEART IS ALL THAT REMAINS I NEED TO SHATTER Into one million shards of myself So I am nothing but a fraction of what I once was. BECAUSE IF I WAS IN PEICES My shards would be smaller. They would be lighter And that is how I would prefer to be.
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May 16
May 16, 2026 at 2:07 PM UTC
Smaller Peices
I would like to separate myself The division of my body Scoop it all out of the shell Deep clean my insides Expel my chyme I move through air better Empty. I loose pieces of me On purpose. An unsolvable puzzle, Is a lighter one. But I am still hungry Like an animal; Like a stray dog. Hunting. Growling. Like stray dog Begging for a man's food. I am also the man Who denies him. They say I am no longer allowed To not allow myself. BUT I will never have the luxury Of being thankful for permission, And now I have lost the luxury of occluding myself. I JUST WANT TO GET IT OUT I WANT TO WRING THE SALIVA OUT OF MY TONGUE BEFORE THEY WEIGH ME I WANT TO GORE CHUNKS OUT OF MYSELF LIKE PIECES OF BIRTHDAY CAKE I WANT TO SHAVE OFF MY EDGES TILL MY HEART IS ALL THAT REMAINS I NEED TO SHATTER Into one million shards of myself So I am nothing but a fraction of what I once was. BECAUSE IF I WAS IN PEICES My shards would be smaller. They would be lighter And that is how I would prefer to be.
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18/F/Wisonsin.
May 16
May 16, 2026 at 2:07 PM UTC
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