Helen White Poems

I no longer long to hide away
the time has come to face my fears,
no tears from here on in,
no sin in confronting the demons within
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I saw something somewhere there
but I didn’t dare to truly care
desiring not to leave my lair
to investigate
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The Monster lives the Monster thrives
conditioning cloning scores of lives
stereotypes standards shopping for style
fabulous faces fickle and vile and pretentious.
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The air near my fingers felt fraught
as still and unbreathing
I waited with hand outstretched.
Time stopped.
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I subsisted for sure in disordered confusion
in the midst of those
who appeared so aware of what was expected.
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