Self-Buried Self

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by Chiara Aime | via DeviantArt.com

It gets so hard to sleep at night,
Too impossible to close your eyes
When you feel like your
Identity’s no more existent;
Stolen by ignorant society thieves,
Buried deep into its own insecurity,
Forcibly shoved into a distant, deep abyss..

••

I buried my true self,
my bright youthful dreams,
just to please the eyes
of an insecure,
egocentric,
over-analytical,
unstoppably chatter-driven
society.

And, really,
the fault is not
in the people
around which
i exist
more than
it is on me
for allowing
myself to be
affected by
trivial,
habitual,
meaningless,
worthless,
fatuous
twaddle.

••

My agonizing problem is that,
sometimes, it feels
like i’ve left traces of
my soul in that
hole too.

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