F

F
by JodetteP 

Liquid ice
hot faces
the smell of my dirty pleasure
clings on the scales,
my thick armor
im moated

a reptile crawls
idly taking
first step into the metal
flailing in
its confinement

thrashing

flailing

failing

falling

f

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I’ve been fighting and internal war lately, and it hasn’t been easy. The only thing worse than realizing you’d lost the battle is when you realize you lost to yourself and the guilt that comes afterwards is unbearable. I feel like i’m spilling rubbish right now but my point is… this poem is written for anyone who’s struggling. Whether you’re struggling from an illness, or a disorder, or relationship issues, or anything at all… Please know that there are people in on this with you, and we’re all fighting our way together. I know how you must be feeling, but remember the light at the end of the tunnel cause that’s where you’re headed.

Stay strong!

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