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Prone

A Poem

By Kelly McaulleyPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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I think I can take it

I've been training

So I'm prepared

And here I am like I don't care

First position

I'm in the wrong

I'm in the right

I'm in the middle, I put up a fight

I start to panic

The mind of my kind serves as a magnet

Fixated on a symptom vs habit

They can all have at it

I'll be back at it, soon enough

I act all big like no big deal

But then I remember this is really real

First position

I start to forget who I am

I start to forget who I've been

I've become obsessed

When I can't let go

When I can't put matters to rest

Then there comes a time when you don't want to be saved

Setting yourself up to dig your own grave

First position

I think I can take it

I think I could fake it

to prove how strong I really am

But I'm backed right back into the corner

Manifesting into disorder

It's catching up with me

First position

I think I can take it

If i can manage to face it

But I try to stop it

I try to block it out

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I looked outside in the wintertime

When I noticed the trees

They look so frail

without their leaves

Kind of like me

When I just want to feel better

Like when randomly warm weather

airs out a cold day in December

They keep me sheltered

They weigh me down so thin

As if I've only got months, weeks to live

As if I'm that fragile

Like it's that much of a battle

Maybe that's why I'm miserable; panic-stricken

So while I wait for myself to thicken

First position

inspirational
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About the Creator

Kelly Mcaulley

an actor and writer, native of New York.

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