my name, it wasn't yours





i say my name, it feels tainted
am i a word?
empty, meaningless

it wasn't yours to take

am i slandering myself
revealing something i never knew i wanted hidden

a lost thing

i wanna sit with myself
not in this by myself
it's gross
and nostalgic
and stings some how

it wasn't yours to take




Poetry by Holly Hawgood
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Written on 2024-03-21 at 20:08

Tags Fool  Stolen  Hurt 

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alarian The PoetBay support member heart!
for me, your poem is cathartic, cryptic
but I like it...
2024-03-22