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Familiar Stings

March 16, 2019
By annie_fierro_7 SILVER, Modesto, California
annie_fierro_7 SILVER, Modesto, California
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The weight inside my chest 

Those words, they made a mess 

My mess.

The heaviness is dragging me down 

Making my shoulders sag 

Making me cry and gag

Over the repeated phrase 

Over your undefeated gaze 

What was once a sunny haze, 

But the clouds are here 

And the overwhelming fear 

That it’ll rain at any given moment. 

That the painn in my chest will collapse within itself 

The already tender glass breaking 

Shattering into a million pieces 

Spreading all over my body

The shards slicing through my muscle 

Making me weak, stuck in a blue haze. 

Or maybe the the weight already came crashing through. 

Maybe my insides are shattered 

But I’m just used to the sting. 


The author's comments:

I wrote this at midnight the night before a track meet. 


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