I decorated the walls of my mind
with pictures of

The shadows that haunt me
Mame me
Remind me

Some are old and ripped because
I saw demons

when I barely knew right from wrong

Some are glossy and new because
I'm still trying

to keep them away

There's a gallery in my head
Reminding me

that I will never
be immune

that it will always hurt

and that it's okay
even when it's not

Poetry by Bijou
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Written on 2017-05-31 at 14:27

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I like this poem very much.

I really like the photo analogy, a well executed piece, it feels personal and honest and the final three lines give hope.