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Elle MB Feb 6
so very long you have haunted me
a wraith of hate
hung in my bones
on my hollowed back
clinging wretchedly
with razor nail thoughts of my failures past
your sly whispers fog me
as a poisoned vapour
seeping into my mind
your vile spectre oozes
with wretchedness and self-doubt

So I breathe deeper
an inhalation of revelation.
Steel myself
to a torrent of queries.
Probing, piercing you
with razor sharp inspection of my various fiascos.
A thrilling rumble strikes me
as a sharp realisation
courses into my intellect.
In my intellect your insanity slowly dissipates
with reality confronting me.

I destroy me by my self-loathing.


Nobody sees me.


So I stand taller.
More solid now.
My ***** spine.
My soaring spirit.
Confronting bravely my past deeds and human errs.
An ignited spark lights me.
Your sinister face slowly fades as my audacity grows.

Beautiful impressions flutter into my soul.

haunt me no longer
hate wraith
it's possible to recover (slowly) from a life of self-hatred, sending hope **
Elle MB Feb 5
sliding, slid into darkness
cracks of light run hither
smiles and sweetness turn bitter
winter blues, anguish and Solitaire
morning... dragging me by my scruff of neck
warm human breathe in frosty
morning air
mornings are sometimes hard at this time of year, but once I'm on the outside of the house... I sort of feel more human again, my first poem here, be kind..

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