DENIAL

Faintly foreseeing my whole life pass

As if I’ve already lived it:

And the appearance of things drastically changed according to my emotions.

Deceived by the idea of it, I was heavily penalized by Reality.

Tripped onto a pedestal where I was equally admired and judged

There I go, justifying the unjust- to ease my prickling heart

And my mind immediately functioned into disbelief.

The throbbing pain of selflessness, manipulation, suppression, fear

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My silence crept in.

A Segmented Identity was his definition of Perfection,

But then I hesitantly argued- It was Love. 

 

~ Melanie Pariat