Estranged.
it’s such a funny word to me
To be rendered strange
unusual, different, lost
as if normalcy was ever an option
much less an option back then
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This estrangement, though
doesn’t feel like I’ve been made other
it is just a loss, or a wound
and rather than disembodied and distant
my feelings are sadness and confusion
and above all, a rage
fueled by a not burning
but still red-hot coal
buried in my insides
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I don’t think this one is quite done. Going to sit on it for a bit.
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