magic wand

magic wand

A Poem by Taylor Lane
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they’re lying when they say it makes them feel independent 
that sound of the shower beating down
muffling cries and moans and feelings 
drowning out pleasure, you can’t tell its pain
its not about strength or a sense of self
its because you are lonely and have no one else
to hold or to have to love or to grab
so you’re left on your own with desires to fill
so you find substitutions and new sorts of games
to trick yourself into thinking that you’re okay
nothing is foreign you’re used to yourself
you think you’d know better than anyone else
but sometimes its hard doing it for yourself
the statistics are in but you claim they're a lie
a side effect is depression, frankly you’re not surprised
it distracts for the moment but you still die inside
its more of a habit as you do it everyday
you think its you’re secret
one that you keep safe
but i see in your eyes that its you’re last recourse
you’ve given up on them and on love and on lust
so this is your choice, one of only yourself
its not as though you had other options
your hand has been dealt
so you make the best of it 
but as you sit there alone in the dark unlit room
with the shine of your screen as your only companion
pretend you’re okay because at the very least
you can do it for yourself

© 2016 Taylor Lane


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I enjoyed this. It speaks of hurt, desperation and dealing with that hurt. We could all use a little of that "Magic wand" I guess.

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Taylor Lane
Taylor Lane

Downingtown , PA