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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: November 14, 2018

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Type

Write the pain the away.

Type type type.

Type it all away.

Type till it stops.

Type till it doesn’t hurt anymore.

Let the words flow like blood as I swallow my tears.

Type till it makes it okay.

My words are my own prescription for my own mute agony.

Too useless to fight, too ugly to run, too stupid to stand up.

Type type type.

Type so loud to drown out my own quiet weakness.

Turn the other cheek and type.

I swallow my voice, so that I can write it in a roar.

Excuses aplenty, reasons to the wind, type it as it flows.

Type, write, die, and fight.

Swallow, type, live.

Write the pain away.

It doesn’t make it better, but it at least makes it okay.


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