The Imposter
I am a mess, tangled up inside of me are all the things in my life that have ever gone wrong.
I let go of nothing.I deal with nothing.I swallow everything whole, and in the depths of my belly is where it all stays.waiting.
Every few months I implode.cry,curl up in a ball.walk around in the dark trying to think of solutions…then I get a little calmer.and it all begins again.
I feel happy, but it seems precarious. superficial.
The slightest thing topples me from where I’m perched.
I am a fraud.
I let go of nothing.I deal with nothing.I swallow everything whole, and in the depths of my belly is where it all stays.waiting.
Every few months I implode.cry,curl up in a ball.walk around in the dark trying to think of solutions…then I get a little calmer.and it all begins again.
I feel happy, but it seems precarious. superficial.
The slightest thing topples me from where I’m perched.
I am a fraud.
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