MALLORY DAVIS Sonambulismo

I am sleepwalking through life, and I am the murmur of a whisper gone unsaid. The wind sways me off my feet and I have learned that love comes from obedience.

I never know what to say when people are sincere with me. I have gone through life repressing and smiling and all my lips can form is a tight “Thank you,” and poetry is just another way to hide.

Nadie presta atención a las mentiras si suenan bonitas. I am just another dream-induced prescription life gave you. The curse of vulnerability makes me gag and Irony knows how to play the game well. My father’s conscious hides within me y no tengo palabras para decirle en estos cinco años que me ha quedado sola.

My mind swirls around me like a seasick dream crashing upon the shores of realization of how unbearable it is to look myself in the eye. Algunas veces siento que siempre va a ser así, validando el dolor con las partes rotas, wanting to rip my veins out just to see if I will bleed.