Andréanne Boulanger Poet Free verse

A Person of My Kind

I have a new perfume, It’s called: Acid from my Stomach
It doesn’t smell very good, but I put it on anyway
Sometimes, once in a while in just leave the bottle in the drawer
Because I don’t need to please anyone, or please myself
This concentrated liquid  made a new person out of me
Someone i never though i would be
It, a disease
I only wish that I could drop the bottle on the floor and find it in a thousand pieces
Then, it would be gone forever, the smell would eventually  fade away

I never though I’d became obsessed with  one of the essential element of life
Control is no more in my two hands, none sense took care of it
My finger, the most useful tool in a person of my kind’s life is controlled by  gilt
Gilt, a feeling, a leader, an influence increased by temptation

Shame is an enemy for a person of my kind
I swallow my words 
For the fear of being categorized 
A category unapproved by the society 

A walking disease, is what I am
Maybe they’re right, maybe it’s a big deal after all
Believe, trust, no! It is not possible for a person of my kind
A person of my kind, a bulimic

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Beata Agustin April 10, 2024 at 8:42 PM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.

Poet Destroyer A February 7, 2016 at 11:05 PM A B., NICE POEM

Leonard Taormina September 25, 2008 at 6:16 AM While a very dark in nature poem it is well pined. I did notice this was posted back in January this year. As someone who appreciates your poetry I simply wish to inquire as to if you post anywhere else. Maybe you've published a book and if so I would like an opportunity to buy one. I realize you have new friends as I do also but my purpose is solely for your poetic talents