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Jun 18
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TheSilentPoet

Faulty Grenade; Girls' PoV of Timebomb by Nico Collins

Miserable,
Miserable,
But trying so hard to be perfect,
Leader of a cult that wants my head,
I didn't ask for this crown.
You mock me,
adding another crack to the glass,
It's getting harder and harder to not show my fangs.
You bite your tongue and roll your eyes,
I show you my claws and you retreat again.
Don't act so suprised, oh don't you know,
I'm a faulty grenade,
with a pin that's coming loose,
getting ready to go BOOM!
I'm stuck on top of a mountain of judgment,
I'm sick of trying to play nice,
Putting others down to regain my confidance,
I don't like it,
But,
to little to late,
Nobody offered their hand,
To help me up,
from this well.
Now you're cracking jokes about me,
I shoot you a look that silences you,
I laugh bitterly inside,
Nobody better mess with the wicked witch of depression.
Cracking, cracking,
I'm getting ready to shatter under all this pressure,
lashing out,
everyone retreats,
Not that they were there in the first place.
Look in the mirror what an ugly sight,
I hate myself.
Little to late,
Little to late,    
Nobody wants to be friends with a faulty grenade,
I compress under this pressure,
Breaking breaking,
screaming inside.
Don't act so suprised, oh don't you know,
I'm a faulty grenade,
with a pin that's coming loose,
getting ready to go BOOM!
Run,
Run,
Run,
This victim has a knife now,
Prey becomes the predator,
Hunted becomes the hunter,
Faster, faster,
Feel so free,
But all these chains still bind me?
Run, run,
Far away,
This awful armor is trapping me below the rubble,
But,
This scared little girl an't take all the pressure,
My skin is growing thicker, thicker,
Drowning, drowning under all this hate,
Don't act so suprised, oh don't you know,
I'm a faulty grenade.
My pin has finally,
Finally,
Come loose.
Ready to run,
But all I can do is fight,
Why can't anyone see that I'm not alright?!
This faulty grenade wants to curl up,
And go to sleep,
But
All
She 
Can
Do
Is
Explode.   
 
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Posted: 06.18.21
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  1. Whitney
    Jun 19, 2021

    This poem is so captivating. Emotionally I think we’ve all felt this before. Great description and sense of connection!

    Whitney

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