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This is Me This is Me by Anastasia Bell
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“Should I yield to normalcy
to make everyone happy?
Except, of course, for me.”
Anastasia Bell, This is Me
“With you, the dance of my life
seems less choreographed.
Before we are forgotten,
memories disappearing like
a shooting star,
let us enjoy it while it lasts.”
Anastasia Bell, This is Me
“When food and words
would not work,
alcohol and cigarettes
are alluring beacons.
Toss around in bed,
pills on my chest.
What should I do next?
A bullet to my head?
No, a dance.”
Anastasia Bell, This is Me
tags: dance, hurt
“It is painful to watch the death of a star,
one after another while the sun crawls up,
burning my skin as a reminder
to start over the same torture,
that is to be drowned in a pool
of cigarettes, booze and drugs.”
Anastasia Bell, This is Me
“The water in me is
overflowing, gushing like a wild river.
It is dangerous there. Release me,
I beseech you.
Set me free.”
Anastasia Bell, This is Me
“Helping others helps me breathe.
It becomes a necessity
because the only one
I can’t save is myself.”
Anastasia Bell, This is Me
“They have taken the spot to hurt
and protect her from medications.
Her amber eyes
look vacant,
yet not open
for all lodgers.”
Anastasia Bell, This is Me
“Pull the plug or pull the trigger,
it doesn’t make a difference
for she has to disappear
from this dreary sphere.
A different moniker
to start all over
her life as a stranger
in the land of the dreamers.”
Anastasia Bell, This is Me
“You smoke the last cigarette and dance shirtless,
you’ve lost your dreams and so your life’s purpose.”
Anastasia Bell, This is Me
“Should I yield to normalcy
to make everyone happy?
Except, of course, for me.
It’s a distraction to keep me
from delving deep into misery.
So that you wouldn’t see me
swinging from the ceiling.
Or would you prefer something
rather bloody and messy?”
Anastasia Bell, This is Me
“My existence seems to fade,
I don’t recognise my face,
fading along with my fingerprints;
dust covering my footprints.”
Anastasia Bell, This is Me