Chaos!! That one was so cool, I love how corruption reads as this sort of infection, super cool. Oh, and I enjoyed Gaia, Amphitrite, and Nyx too, I just forgot to comment lol. You're doing great, awesome job!! ^^
Feed me a spoonful of fear. Shove it in my mouth, make me swallow it with no water, watch as my throat clenches and twists, at the bitter taste.
Lace panic into my blood. Allow the needle to pierce my skin, and hold my hand as I crack, each barrier I built will come crashing down.
Pull my teeth out with tweezers. Watch with a smile as blood fills my mouth, and laugh at me as I lose all control of my tongue, cradle me until I can't feel it anymore.
Abuse my brain. Tell me the prettiest lies I've ever heard, cover my eyes with your rotting hand, so that all I see is darkness.
Exploit my greed. Take away everything I own, leave me with only my body and a fork, so you can eat the remainder of what's left.
Invalidate my emotions. Tell me I'm wrong, tell me I'm dreaming, shake my body until I wake up, from this everlasting nightmare that is you.
Threaten my sanity. Lock my heart in a cage and throw away the key, shove your fist into my mouth until I choke, and shave my head until I'm bald.
But even if you, feed me a spoonful of fear, lace panic into my blood, pull my teeth out with tweezers, abuse my brain, exploit my greed, invalidate my emotions, and threaten my sanity, I still don't think anything could be more terrifying than you, and I still don't think I could panic more than I already have.
I'm sorry I can't give you everything you want, but I try my hardest. And I have to keep reminding myself that you are me, a copy and paste template that god gave me for you, I filled in your characteristics, coded your eye color, mutated your tissues to bone, I made you.
So why I do I feel like you're not mine at all? I disassociate sometimes, and allow my emotions to talk for me, and I can't put the blame on you, because I created you.
And now there's another one of you in me, and I'm doing the same thing, she eats at my stomach tissue, relies on me for strength, and if I'm not healthy, neither is she.
Do you understand how much pressure that is? it's almost as bad as being pulled, deep under a whirlpool until I completely, suffocate. But I have to stay strong for her, and you.
And while I continue to be strong for you both, nothing seems to be enough. Because you still cry, she still makes me sick, and he still thinks I'm overreacting.
But he doesn't know that it takes a village, it takes more than one set of hands to raise you, and that's not a bad thing, because like I said, you're just like me.
I shrug off the pain, throw away the tissues, and suck it up, because what kind of mother would I be, if I didn't?
I love your latest poem it is so awesome!!! I love how you made computer references and made the reader be able to feel what it’s like to be pregnant. I loved reading it so much, and will probably come back to your thread to comment after I have read more of your amazing poems
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Beautiful poem, Ley, you put an incredible amount of emotion into those lines and I love it! It sounds like being a mother really is a tough but rewarding job ^^
I'm back!! I know these poems are from a week ago, but I love the Nyx poem, it's so uplifting and kind of feminist I guess? I also like Corruption, My Beloved and Dismember Me, and the one about Mother Earth. They are all so meaningful and full of emotion and imagery and aaaa I love them so much! Amazing job this NaPo, Ley!!
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