The Heaviest Thin Poem by Mariela Contreras

The Heaviest Thin



Looking down, now covering your toes
Looking through, never seeing the real you
Going through you as if a thin piece of skin
Flesh against a thin layer of insecurity

Esteem meeting the floor for the 100th time
Happiness never reaching the skies

The pattern of skies that overlook the guilt
The guilt hiding all the truth

The shiviring truth that is inside plastic tubes
In your body, Venom

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