Adolescence

February 28, 2015

You know there's a war going on with the monsters,

Not the ones under my bed but the ones in my head-

Sometimes I wonder if there was a time when the monsters were under my bed and just so happen to lose their way into my head;

Much as I am-

My thick skull beaten to accommodate all at once,

But there's only so much one can take when one doesn't receive

Like the plague they spread through my body-

Skin tight and knuckles white in contrast with my chest that had gone dark-

An instrumental bass saying hello to me-

The dashes that said one is not enough. Keep counting, keep tallying

The miscreations my loved ones said they'd always keep away from me-

A promise so empty its blocking my path;

A hall so wide there's no echoing my wrath-

The monsters saying they're my kin. It is a part of my once crazy whim-

My pulse beating with detached limbs swinging for the monsters to hug their mother who's nothing but a hopeless night-

Armor clad and suited up my state of probing corpse, so fragile the mirror breaks me-

And a scale waging between war and constitution

There's a war in my head;

There's a fight between the monsters under my bed and the monsters in my head-

There's a war between frail and scarce-

There's a war in my head with no constitution

Only more tallies to count,

There's a voice that says it will at least always be there with you without a doubt,

That at least you're not so alone-

Though all you may wish is just to be alone.

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E_Jae

Hi! My name is Erin and I've been a poet for a while now. I discovered my love for poetry in 3rd grade when I read "The Road Not Taken" by Robert Frost. But, I was officially hooked when I read some pieces by Anne Sexton. Those two poets as well as poets like Sam Sax, Sarah Kay, and Micheal Lee are inspirations for the poetry I write. My poetry focuses a lot on me as a writer and what I've been through. I guess you could say I'm a confessional poet more then anything else. But, besides those I also love things like art and music; I'm a graphic design artist and I play the drums. So, that's a little bit about myself, and I hope you enjoy my poetry!

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Comments (2)

E_JaeJul 3, 2015

Thank you so much, you have no idea how much this comment means to me :)

ToxicInyxJul 2, 2015

So beautiful and inspiring. I hope you are okay <3

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