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Truth-Benders

Mental Health Poem

By Skylar RellaPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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Dear truth-benders:

Dear friends who used me up until you got bored;

Dear lovers who used deception to take advantage of me;

Dear father who abused and stole and lied;

Dear truth-benders:

You chewed me up,

Spit me out,

Used your shifty shoes to push me down

Into the hidden cracks of forgotten sidewalk,

Where I could not be seen or saved,

Heard or helped;

A place where people forget to ask.

Dear truth-benders:

Manipulation of the mind

Is the simple way to success.

Giving too little for too long,

Making excuses of imperfect instability,

As if me and my hurting heart are healthy and whole.

Taking too much--

Self-centered sounds seeping from your lyrical lips,

Hypnotizing harmonies

Draining the blood from my unbalanced body

Until my heart fatally forgets to pump for its fickle self--

Only for yours,

Only for you.

Dear truth-benders:

There’s a definable difference between

Mutual care and concern,

And bending me to believe

Only your melodies matter--

Not my music,

Not me.

You bend over backwards

To warp my impressionable perception of reality,

Until I can no longer grasp

What is real and

What is you.

Dear truth-benders:

You bend me so close to the breaking point,

But instead of snapping me in two helpless halves,

You hang on just long enough for me to once again get

Lost in the limitless cycle

Of chaotic charm and

Tantalizing truth-bending.

sad poetry
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About the Creator

Skylar Rella

visual & performing artist.

original art attached to written pieces.

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