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trapped in my own body
i keep repeating things that have happened in my dreams without
knowing why.
last night in my dream
i lost my teeth again
and in this one my body, limp as a doll,
searches for the love it lost long ago.
arms reaching out into the darkness
my dreams are black scapes i can't seem to get out of
pulling
me
down
into the void.
the fall doesn't hurt
this isn't my body.
i don't want it to be.
i want a body that lets me do what i want
i want a body that hasn't dreamt of
dying a hundred times over.
i want a body that knows what it is to live
i want a body that hasn't been touched by
fangs and sweet paste and sharp nails.
i want a body that knows what it is to be good,
to be safe
i want a body that doesn't
break when i try to walk.
i want a body
one that i can call mine
anything but this broken machine
anything but these broken dreams
anything but me anything but me i don't want it
to be me.