Ugly
Fugly
Staccato of laughter
Echo
Echo
After time
I don’t hanker
Staccato of footfalls
And dripping taps
Remind me who I still am
And have.
Drowning
realising there is no rafter
Pastel face smudged away
No happy ever after
Paint a crooked smile
A clown, a gargoyle
A monster
A crocodile
Frankenstein
Fucking mouths
Hostile
Mutant
Ogre
The periphery
Of mirrors
Framing the freak
The words on my lips
“Please don’t look at me.”
Hey Mr Gorilla, this is great writing, but very dark. How are you doing?
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I’m okay, Thanks.
This is just me writing from personal experience and some other people who have dysmorphia.
How are you doing?
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I’m glad to hear that. I’m having a complicated few days, but am all fine. You take care and keep writing!
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Thanks. Sorry to hear you;ve had complicated time of it. Hope whatever it was or is eases soon.
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Thank you 🙂
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