Envy

Nice to meet you
I am not so energetic
Enigmatic, perhaps
But my body
Does not move with
Grace or elegance

Nor do the words
That spill out of me
Dark juices
Staining white carpets
Unapologetic

There is no zest
Flowing out
Light like free spirits

Whatever spark of
Magical whimsy
Was left living in me
Snuffed out

I move quick now
Cautious, frightened
Like a fawn forever hunted
Checking for exists
Holding my breath
While micro explosions
Occur in my chest
My energy's nervous
I startle easily
With loud sounds
And leave my body
With bad memories

Baby bird with
Fragile bones
A heart of glass
Third degree burns
Wrapping myself
In abuses
Fanning the flame of excuses
We shouldn't do this
We shouldn't do this
We shouldn't do this
We shouldn't do this



Credits
Writer(s): Sarah Holsenback
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