Strangulation
Nothing makes me feel more helpless,
Than watching my reflection in the mirror.
The woman staring back at me is reckless
And everything I know about myself falls away.
The binds that chafe my necks and wrists,
Are born of invisible insecurities,
Tightening around me with a painful twist
Every time I remember they are there.
I feel this strangled hold of desperation
Choke away my air.
The throbbing lashes of an entire nation,
Steal my breath and mock my pain.
But if I glance away,
I momentarily recover a sense of who I am.
With that, the ropes relax enough
To give me room to breathe.
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Your rhyme and meter in this is so good! And the images . . . breathtaking. Please do keep writing more poetry! Or sharing more of yours if you have more! :D I Can. Not. Get. Enough!!
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