Hush (e)

My life is too short

So that she is not in my image

For me to sacrifice her

To what I the others want me to be

It's a huge strength

Know how to fully exist

That my tears belong to me

Let my word trips dictate my choices.

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If courage exists,

It's mine when I fall.

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During the fall

From the vertigo of chaos

That is spread out in front of me

I owe myself the most love.

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And yet, I hate myself

more than anything because,

I was seen falling, crying,

fail, let go.

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When I get up,

I take note of my rebirth.

And now, weak in my size,

I am amazed

from what I have experienced.

To become the slender light of my desires.