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My Tattoos Are Loose

I am a shadow of self
Pale pain and waned desire
To tired to continue this rage
The fire in my belly has gone away

This world of black
Upon my health, life and love, did attack
I never spoke the words “I surrender”
Though I should have

My health and drive steadily deplete
I myself can sense the heat
Of death being near,
I no longer admire my mirror
Because I was taught
To not bend a strangers ear

How do I get my world back?
I regret this new world of black
I wear this peel of hate
My same old skin
But we no longer relate
I’ve dropped so much weight
From so much abuse
Forget about my clothes
Even my tattoos are loose.

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Phyllis Babcock

Date: 5/26/2011 10:04:00 AM

I hope your tattoos have become tight and life hold some joy. I hope this is only a poem and not your life for sometimes it is life. As for bending on a strangers ear I think we should all bend on a strangers ear for they can look at things from a different perspective. Losing weight in depression is not good. It takes time to find the way out of the darkness. Phyl

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 4/6/2011 3:46:00 PM

There is no more effective to lose weight than being depressed, Ryan. Your last line is humorous, but the message is so sad in this poem. Sometimes we have to make a lot of effort to find our way out of the darkness. Hope you find your way to peace and light. Best wishes, Carolyn

Sarah Comstock

Date: 3/30/2011 2:08:00 PM

I understand this one..............all too well. well written.

Carol Sunshine Brown

Date: 3/28/2011 11:27:00 AM

Enjoyed reading your wonderful poetry this morning Ryan. May you have a beautiful week of good health, love and baskets overflowing with inspiration. Love, Carol