Mental Health, Mine Na Poems

Torn and Sewn

There’s gotta be
something more
beneath me?
More than this human heart.
I’m petrified at what I’ll find.
Just one little cut underneath
my bags of breath.
What flaws to see?

The deluge of empathy,
To not feel this dread alone,
Of these after-effects.
I know, I try so hard, to disguise.
I still want to be treasure!
To recover with silken weavings of your intricate masterpiece.
But how am I to be sure I deserve your crowning?
I’m meek in my garments of flesh.
And prefer you to see me as a mirage.


5 thoughts on “Torn and Sewn

  1. Mark Ryan says:

    Weave with a thread of gold. Underneath remember, we’re all still wet.
    I like your visceral work, i feel like i’ve traveled through the eye of the needle with this one. Love the artwork too!

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