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dearest diary
I have confessions to bleed
I hope you will not judge
this riddle I've become
I'll share these lines with you
and pretend I've not been used
in my head the actors scream
and cry until they feel clean

I've been a ghost in this skin
aversely crumbling again
I'm not ok with this trend

I'm still young I think
although my body shrinks
from every tone that breathes
from every bone that leaks
how tall should I stand
when I feel like half a man
floating in dirty creeks
and hearing my remnants speak

I am a shade in the rain
hidden by all my complaints
but I am the one to blame

Reviews

[Kara Emily Krantz]

i like this piece. i liked the flow, and the rhyme scheme you used.
opening it up like a diary worked well for this piece.

"I hope you will not judge
this riddle I've become"

can definitely relate to that - i love how you ask to not be judged, even by your 'diary'

"cry until they feel clean" - great concept. so true.

"I'm still young I think" - loved how you added the 'i think' - because yes sometimes it does not feel that way

"but I am the one blame"" - do you mean "to blame"? I mean, it really works either way, but the flow would be better if you added the 'to'
:)

great piece, m'dear. i really enjoy reading your work. i'll have to continue doing so :)