i'm sitting here looking at it, lying there <br />like an elongated hedgehog too afraid to move. <br />i should pick it up and drag it through my dirty, tangled hair <br />but what does that prove? <br /> <br />i want to stay here, statue-like and solid, <br />made of concrete, my soft inner parts protected by a shell <br />or burn away into nothingness, like a soul vaporising in hell. <br /> <br />nothing outside my skin is safe, <br />the very air around me is tainted and foul, <br />evil beings lurk in every dusty corner of the room <br />and wait for the cover of darkness, to prowl. <br /> <br />i want to be not here, not there, not anywhere. <br />my very soul is now destroyed beyond repair. <br />leave me to rot till the flesh falls from my bones <br />and leaves them bare. <br /> <br />i am no longer me but a fragmented shadow of my former self. <br />burn me, take my stinking ashes and store them on a shelf. <br /> <br />then forget i ever existed.<br /><br />rachael richmond<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/forget-i-ever-existed/
