Stopped
Artwork by Chthonic Consciousness
When did the light hurt my eyes?
They say it’s just less melanin,
But I know it goes deeper than that.
Those I trusted turned to enemies,
I can feel the cracks inside
As I plaster a golden smile mask.
Did everything I was supposed to
But it was never enough
So I fled to the darkness.
There I realized I belonged
The darkness wasn’t dark at all
For the the light was false.
Every time I stepped into that house
My skin would crawl
My breath catching in my throat.
I didn’t fit the cookie-cutter mold
That they tried to brainwash me with
To be another future Stepford Wife.
Their eyes are dead and yet
they don’t realize their masks are suffocating
Their souls from deep inside.
They greet me with fake affection
Clinging to the false light they crave
While judging me underneath.
The looks of pity
As they think I’m broken
And lost to their brainwashing
Word, thought, and deed
I see them through them all
And yet I can’t seem to help
They’re tearing and shredding,
Spiraling me out of control
And they say just come back to the light.
I see it for what it is
I will never go back.
So the crevice widens.
So I wait in the dark
For them to truly accept me
Knowing it will never happen.
Their love and tolerate
Love the sinner not the sin
Is only disapproval in disguise.
There is no true acceptance here
In this wayward light of old
Deep sadness fills my soul.
I know that I must stop
Going to that house where I cannot breathe
Or lose the progress I have made.
Darkness turned to light
As I realized who I truly am
And having found those that love an accept me.
No brainwashing, no more gaslighting.
No more outright denying my feelings and perspective.
No more feeling I don’t belong.
Realizing that I need to cut ties,
Although it hurts, I know it’s right
Or be forever stopped.
About the Creator
Ariel Curry
Ariel Curry is a freelance dark fantasy, romance, and science-fiction Writer. She has a BFA in Creative Writing and is currently working on her MFA.
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