The Darker Part
A suppressed personality poem
Where the obscured little man screams with devilish whine
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The obscured little man screams in piercing whine,
“Why don’t you love me and put me out there. They should have you see me thou little swine.”
None place else I feel the tug, asking me to reveal him to all and risk my anger and wrath with a barbed wire hug.
Because I hadn’t been enough appreciated for being kind.
It hurt with greatest peak pushing him down since he knew my curse.
Letting him out would only send regrettable and stupid misunderstandings for the worst.
But I really felt him, day in and out.
With anger he built when refused and littered, then never given the fairest chance he shalt.
There none place else with not the goal achieved, he came whispering,
“You have no other reason to show me. You know how you feel and they can see you feel it, then only snicker and jibe.”
I feel it in all my soul, the little dark man inside.
He will hurt and whack, with endless hunger and no sense of outcome pride.
Just that everything else was square and the world saw so how he was obscured for so long seemed to others an explanation reasonable and fair.