I’m split wide open
for you to see
my soul is sliced in half
for you to
scrape pieces of me
I keep changing shades
to hide in the
layers
of the darkness
You still find
me and hunt me down
with so much hatred
Hiding in the plain sight
my doppelganger
stealing my identity
leaving me naked
You keep stealing me
leaving the puzzles
unfinished
I keep rummaging
to put me back together.
You can rip me apart
and tore in shreds
feeds your hungry ego
and living in dreads
Your voice chases
the sanity in me
and leaves me dangling in the
realm of reality.
You can split me wide open
but you
cannot steal
the light within me.
Photo by Weronika Marcińczyk on Unsplash
This post is in response to daily prompt Tend
Wow! This write has my mind whirring.
But if you were to be split wide open, the photo hints at what would be found. A plump, luscious centre … my favourite fruit is the fig so depicted 🌸💜
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Aww.Diana, you are the kind of person who will find light in the thick of darkness.
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I see so much light coming from you I have to double up on my sunglasses! And people point and laugh 😊
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Haha..Nope that will be our style quotient
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Ah the risk of vulnerabiity. Love the tangle of this and the resolve at the end.
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Thanks Paul.I’m inspired by your writings everyday.
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Thank you for your encouragement.
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My pleasure Paul.
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This is an amazing piece, Megha. Brava!
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Thanks Eugenia.
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Yearning for a longing heart. How beautifully you have portrayed. Well done again
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Thank you so much. Means a lot coming from you.
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You are welcome
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