When I die -
February 12th 2022, 10:43 AM
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It’s the first thing I’ve written (completed) in a very long time. I have lots of other partially written pieces. I don’t like it too much but I’m glad to have written something.
the lights are on but nobody’s here
someone forgot to flip the switch
too much emptiness to have any fear
nothing can make me flinch
i left. I made sure to lock all the gates
i’m working on raising my walls
the truth held way too much weight
and I didn’t want to fall
i didn’t want to let down my hair
so I chopped off every last piece
because I don’t want anyone there
when my last breath is released
my walls are high. no one can climb
my voice is too sharp to speak
no one will get to me in time
i’ll be dead within the week
silence is deadly
and darkness is forever
i’m keeping my truth steady
on my last endeavor
when I die, put me in a cardboard box
or scatter my ashes in the lake
stand where the water meets the rocks
and know I no longer ache
If clarity's in death, then why won't this die?
Years of tearing down our banners, you and I
Living for the thrill of hitting you where it hurts
Give me back my girlhood, it was mine first
The axe forgets, but the tree remembers
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