Untitled Poem by Saray Brunette
Untitled
Fear-
what lies beneath the
pink bras black thongs empty bottles of Tylenol with sleep aide drug induced unconsciousness
leaky pens torn out pages of a journal used-to-be-fluffy-towels broken razors
i didn't make the commitment
im still here the mess is still here
if i pick everything up
will I find evidence?
that this room used to be clean
organized
achieving
sane?
or even worse.
Nothing?
Deep poem. i find many, many, meanings in this piece. Well done. Like how you've left it untitled-yet Fear is the first word.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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