Imprisoned Independence

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Corrosive stares deteriorate

the fragile filter my fears create.

This pseudo sense of normality,

is a dam for my creative profligacy.

 

Beneath this exoskeleton of perfection

lies rivers of thoughts, spanning infinite directions.

 

Ideas, beliefs, strengths, and goals,

consume my body, I am whole.

They plea to be released to the foreboding world,

Escape from the imprisonment within, furled.  

 

Yet,

I fear this true me

will be met with ridicule,

doomed for defeat.

 

So I hide behind a façade of modesty,

expressing my hunger for change in poetry.

The falsehood of acceptance everywhere,

my confidence shaken, my courage bare. 

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Comments

savigirl14

Very creative poem I like your use of vocabulary and the way ou describe your emotions

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