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Unmitigated


To those of You who silence me

Allow Me to speak My mind.

I’ll share with You

The mounds of things

I’ve learned to keep inside.

You’ll see Me as I wish to be,

A million colors wide,

A being of complexity

No longer will I hide.

 

My face may show You nothing

No solace and no gloom,

But beware

The boiling flare

Of an anger that may fume.

My thoughts have stripped Me bare,

Left Me raw and underwhelmed

I’ll show You all the crevices

Where banished feelings dwell.

 

Rotting flesh and peeling skin,

A solemn place within My lungs,

Is where feelings mold and fester

Until the thoughts are done.

Crawling along the smoothness

Of a body soft and pure

Are the thousand legs

And twisted heads

Of a pain I must endure.

Connections fumbling feebly,

Moldering and decayed,

When they’re nothing like they seem to be

With logic they will fray.

 

But mind You not

The fears on top,

Bubbling and gray.

I’ve put them aside,

Layered under My pride,

Saved for a rainy day.

I have no worries

No problems or qualms

Only a single cave,

Where feelings once confined

Now come out unbehaved.

Watch them as they flurry,

Bursting from inside.

They’ll devour You in a hurry,

With an anger large in size.


 

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