Can i keep you?

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A little ghost once whispered these words

I got chills over my prepubescent body

I recognized the potency, all consuming nature of those desperate words.

Tears flowed down my face, without cause.

Maybe I was a big baby,

or an magical empathy,

Maybe Athena's enemy inhabited in my soul

My emotional anguish lack logic

I was a pathos at birth, at puberty and chained in infinite adulthood.

this world demands the void and empty reasoning and processing of lawyers, business minds,engineers, politician.

those who've lead, now lead and will lead humanity forward.

I despise my weakness, my tears, my ever-feeling heart.

yet...

you've never exasperated.

where many have crushed my heart and permanently banned themselves from my short list of confidantes,

You eagerly ink your name first

I open myself to you, now and forever

despite the hate I hold of my vulnerable and emotional nature

despite the fear and anxiety I harbor at the thought of life after you and existence before you.

I whisper "Can i keep you?" to those sensitive and ever-present ears.

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Apple_of_EdenApple_of_Edenover 8 years ago
Contorting

It is a sad poem.

It is a loving poem.

It shows some 'hatred' of self,

yet love for others.

It shows confusion, growth and understanding.

It is all of that, and more.

It is contorting in it's prose.

It is beauty, grace, and love.

Apple

p.s. Thank you for sharing your thoughts and writing.