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Poetry: “Visibly seen”

This is my razor blade life.

It’s sharp and it cuts like

a knife stabbed in my heart.

Shadows in dark corners,

sewn together like pieces

’till no light and no sun

are seen anymore.

And all I’ve ever wanted

is to be visibly seen

by all those around me.

Holding and binding like

chains ’round a box.

Crammed in a crate

like a million sardines.

And all we want

is to be visibly seen.

The words are haunting.

Screams. My ears pierced

by every lie and false

execution of love from

the crowds of black hearts

gathered all around.

Confining in handcuffs.

Smothering with sheets.

And they keep me

from being visibly seen.

They close their eyes tight.

Holding and binding

like chains ’round a box.

Crammed in a crate

like a million sardines.

They make sure we are

not visibly seen.

These are the guards

in my razor blade life.

The ones who won’t

let me grow and be free.

Drowning me in safety

and intentions so cruel.

Being held captive in

basements so cold.

I am demanding

to be visibly seen!

I’ll command your attention,

exclaiming so loud that

you can’t stand not to look!

You’ll be drawn so close,

uncomfortable like sardines.

Now we demand

to be visibly seen!

JasmineT

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