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Created on: May 31, 2009
"Reconstructive Surgery"
This poetry thing
It's an addictive thing
And I know there's worse things I could be hooked on
But it's taking over my life
My pen has become a knife
Slicing through years and years of pain
I watch it ooze from my vein
I see it spill out in front of me
All those things I used to be
I see the depression lying on the floor
The welcome mat I used to be in front of your door
That no self-confidence havin' girl
The one you always counted on being able to twirl
Around your finger
But now I've got these verses that just keep coming
And that toxic garbage just keeps running
Farther and farther into the distance
The sharpened blade of my pen just keeps cutting with such persistence
Cutting away at the scar tissue
Disposing of every poisonous, rotten issue
And oh! it feels good
I'm feelin' so much lighter
Even if it's not registering on the scale yet
I'm shedding years and pounds of regret
Ahh...this poetry thing
It's an addictive thing
And I know there's worse things I could be hooked on
But it's taking over my life
My pen has become a knife
Skillfully removing that cancer that kills at an alarming rate
That tumor more commonly known as self-doubt and self-hate
But now I perform regular self-examinations
The sharpened blade of my pen performs life-saving operations
Yeah, I'm addicted to this poetry thing
Addicted to the pleasure it brings
Written words turning into morphine
Or is it just me morphing?
Into the newer, better version of me
Sculpted by my pen and poetry
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