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Torn/Sleepless

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I wrote these a few months ago very early in the morning or very late at night, depending on your perspective. I recently discovered that these two poems won my school's writing competition, which gives you an idea of the quality of writing dispersed through the student body I'm a part of :roll: . At any rate, because they merited some local recognition, I deemed them worthy of being shared publicly among the users here.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Enjoy.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Torn

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Pull me along the perforations;

 

 

 

Skin pops and snaps

 

 

 

Bone fractures and separates

 

 

 

Blood pours into rivers and streams

 

 

 

As an effervescent, boiling froth.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The nerves stretch for a bit

 

 

 

Before the synapses finally stop firing

 

 

 

And the new endings emerge, retracting back

 

 

 

To separate halves like rubber bands

 

 

 

Visceral pieces lay, floats in a crimson vinaigrette

 

 

 

Dual entities lay crumpled. Broken. Incomplete.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Complete me.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sleepless

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Some nights, rest is hard to come by

 

 

 

I lay exhausted in the wee hours,

 

 

 

My mind fighting and writhing

 

 

 

Futilely hoping to comprehend.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Some nights, a dry eye is hard to come by.

 

 

 

Biting back angst-filled streams never fulfills.

 

 

 

But the drums beating in my head won̢̢̮ââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t cease

 

 

 

And refuse to be contained.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Some nights I sit and churn out countless words

 

 

 

Countless hollow words, silent words

 

 

 

Evoking nothing, because only such words exist

 

 

 

Words who speak for me knowing neither the language nor the concept.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Some nights as I fall asleep, I tremble

 

 

 

With fear and anxiety of the coming day

 

 

 

I close my eyes with solemn hope

 

 

 

Of my breath, taken away.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

**edited for a spelling error**

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