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Fatigued

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Sometimes I grow sick of reaching out for you –
with my blind, hang-nailed fingers
like a little child lost.

I withdraw myself –
losing my voice, curling
into a spiralled
shell of
me.

Glum, sulky little girl,
wishing she was grown up enough
to leave you well alone.

It's frankly depressing, and the worst
of it is that
I know I look so ugly when I'm not smiling.
I'm totally open to any suggestions on what can be improved in this.

Edited a bit 30th October, and again on the good day of Hallow's Eve. ;)
© 2012 - 2024 Meggie272
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TheMoorMaiden's avatar
There's something grotesque about this piece. In a good way, of course. :D For some reason it had me thinking of Hansel and Gretel, but I have no idea why. :giggle:

I love the lines: with my blind, hang-nailed fingers and wishing she was grown up enough/ to leave you well alone. They're horrid and beautiful. :)

Great work! :D