Day 3: Prose

Today’s topic is a prose poem with internal rhyme; I’m going to go ahead and not tell you what the poem is about so you read it blinded. I’ll clarify afterwards just in case you’re super confused ..but really poetry is more about self-interpretation anyway so imagine whatever you want!

I feel it on the horizon, the familiar tinge. Daily the path is never the same, and yet the result is just as severe- a myriad of possibility can bring the same result for me. Radiating, sharp, throbbing; the variety is endless. I have no preference in its presentation and focus on the past when it didn’t exist. It knocks me flat, curls me into a ball, slows me down until I fall. Trapped inside my own demise, it escapes through both my mouth and eyes. Not everyone has experienced the sensation; those that have know it all too well.

that’s all she (meaning I) wrote!
I’m curious as to what others thought of while reading it, but it was written to describe chronic pain.

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About Erin Goes Blah- I rant forever

Ever heard of Erin Go Brah? The horse obviously, not the saying! I'm him, in human form but slightly less successful and well known. Perhaps you've also heard of a man named William Shakespeare? In "A mid-summer nights dream" he says, "though she be but little, she is fierce" in reference to Hermia...I have a little bit of that in my mix too. I'm a 26-year-old big kid with occasional adult tendencies just trying to figure out my place in life. Chronically single and exhausted I am the keeper of two jobs and three pets. With approximately 2 hours of free time per day, ​I tend to use it relaxing- leading to much musings and wonderment. I plan on using this blog to reach out to others, and to my inner conscience to better understand my odd habits and talk myself out of them. I hope to bring attention to those in eating disorder recovery, by being open about my hardships and hurdles. I'm weird, silly and looking for someone to share the love with :)
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2 Responses to Day 3: Prose

  1. This is probably telling but I felt it was describing life in a dysfunctional family! Very good!

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