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A Knife To My Chest

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I wanted to base this poem upon an antagonising and dreadful feeling of pushing away self identity.

I slide the knife down my chest

and tear myself apart

I see an unborn fetus

another version of myself

full of innocence and no doubts

I see them content and peaceful

a version of myself who is okay

with themselves

A version who accepts who they are

an aching feeling in my chest

an unwanted realisation has occurred

I’ve tried to keep it hidden

but it cannot stay inside this suffocating

cocoon no longer

Forgive me for giving 

into these wicked sins

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    1. Seems like there’s always a version of ourselves that was diverted off the path by life circumstances or choices. This is a good visual of that self-exploration

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