I am the Metaphor


This is me

The piece you are reading

This is how I cry

This is how I scream

This is how I put myself together

 

I wrote this on the last page of my journal

Where things are usually untidy

Forgive me if you can’t quite understand

Because neither can I

 

Sometimes, metaphors are the worst

Irrelevant, untold

I am the metaphor

I won’t mind if you critique this poem, because

I know, I admit, I messed up a lot

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I am the Metaphor

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