Poetry

walking on eggshells

you fear the
truth staining my
teeth black, a charred
tongue too heavy
to swallow any more lies,
i choke on a puff
despair, a gray mist
that has me disappearing
until the early morning mist✨

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2 thoughts on “walking on eggshells”

  1. “…the yolk has cracked, underneath my feet. Exposed…” that line is fire to me, then you say “…fear the truth staining my teeth black…” wow your work is truly talking to me right now. I love your expression. Its all part of the journey to weave in and out of these experiences. Thanks for showing the world we are not alone. This is inspiration!

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  2. 💕💕💕 thank you for liking and analyzing it! That’s why I post; to remind myself that I am not alone in my experiences and find others who feel the same- if you want to read more- follow my Instagram account and I’ll follow yours✨

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