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emmawritesstuff · 11 years
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Vulnerable
I don't like being vulnerable.
It's probably because I am afraid of being a burden.
An emotional burden.
I'm not always happy, I'm not always sad, I'm not always angry, but displaying anything but the veneer leaves me open to scratches.
The truth is I feel deeply.  I feel with my entire body but I've lost how to show it.
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emmawritesstuff · 11 years
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Broken stapler at the desk this morning, a lone staple caught in the gears. This lab is afraid of me. I have seen its true face. The isles are extended gutters and the gutters are full of left over print jobs and when the drains finally overflow, all the vermin will drown. The accumulated filth of all their broken staples and lethergy will foam up about their waists and all the graduates and undergrads will look up and shout "Save us!"... and I'll whisper "no."
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emmawritesstuff · 11 years
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Sometimes
I want to turn on the water for my shower and set it to scalding hot,
Up the pressure until the water feels like small hale stones that burn your face in high winds,
And step in.
Let the droplets slowly strip the dead skins cells from my body.
Turn off the shower.
Let the cold shock my skin pink and burn me into a new person.
I am clean.
I am new.
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emmawritesstuff · 14 years
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