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February 27


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i am my mother.
i carry empty bottles
for every feeling
i never wanted;
they clatter in my bag
and where they are tied
on my wrists and ankles.
the glass glitters
until dulled by the weights
and dim light of the heavy feelings
that fill them.

i am my mother.
i have felt things
on my skin i have tried
to cut away to no avail,
i have tried to smile
until it hurts my god it hurts
and my bones are fire
but you think i'm okay so i'm okay

i am my mother
because i will never be angry
when others smudge the mud
from their feet onto me,
i will never show a scowl or reddened face
for being treated like wasted space.
i will take every jibe with a nod
and half smile,
lips closed over broken teeth
to prevent the possibility of baring them,
presenting a threat,
projecting confidence instead of regret.

i will drag my weighty bottles
and break myself into shards
that cut me with every move
before i dare let them crack.

(mother, do not worry
i am fine.)
Aquarius-Claire Featured By Owner Mar 27, 2014  Student Writer

i cannot articulate this.

you're superb.
ohsostarryeyed Featured By Owner Mar 30, 2014
i had a hard time articulating it so i am very pleased that you like it!
ducttapefanatic Featured By Owner Mar 1, 2014
Your writing is amazing.   so very scary to unveil the deap insecurities we have within and make them come accross so well.  you are brave and amazing.
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