Wednesday, March 26, 2014

Poisonous voices

Feeling like a failure
despite evidence to the contrary.

The small voice of derision
outshouts all the facts.

Should/could/would
form a chain blocking happiness.

Tears sting the back of my eyelids
star bright anguish.

Heavy hearted, struggling to breath
to not cry.

I am the only guest
at a pity party.

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