Original Poetry
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A Poem on ‘being normal’: False Crown
There is a new anger in me. It crept in slow, scraping away the thin shame that clung to me, grinding disbelief to the bone. The world’s lack of sentiment toward anything different sets me ablaze. I burn now, unyielding flames forged from relentless despair. The… Continue reading
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A Poem on Existence: My Atoms at War
My atoms do not belong together. They push, pull, and break— all my cells divided, existence being the topic of late. Neurons still fire, out of contempt or even spite. They make all thoughts eerie, restless echoes in this drifting mind. We are all made of… Continue reading
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Poem – The Waiting for Nothing
As the clock slowly ticks, My sanity slips, Never knowing what to do. Like I’m just waiting For death’s final kiss. Being bored is how they phrase it, But I’m trapped in this endless spin. There are many things I could do, Yet I can’t break… Continue reading
James Gale 