The thing

The thing

A Poem by Lynn Higgs


A Poem by Lynn Higgs

the thing
that what it is
a thing.
Something to try and toss aside.
it’s not like other things
where you can keep it hidden from yourself.
it’s always there haunting you
teasing you telling you.
what you are
Look if you are the same
than why did it happen.
never feel like anyone again.
just not there where they are
not like them.
You were a thing
just something for someone to push down
holding you in the place they destined you to be
teaching the thing a lesson.
lessons never to be forgotten
Maybe it true maybe
it is just something that needed to be done.
Something to show you what you are
to control what you do
or to let you know you are not like them 
others humans people
you are the thing
the thing they left behind
rears it"s head to let you know
it will never leave,never subside.
it makes you sick .
You don’t want to eat but you want to eat.
Eat lots of food make yourself fat
so it will never happen again
Or don't eat
make yourself thin
so you wont be seen 
and maybe the thing thAT MADE YOU 
A THING WILL DISAPPEAR
Your stomach feels like it about to projectile it out .
You don’t want to eat  anymore.
because you will disappeared
Noone will know the horror of you.
if they can’t see you
they won’t see the thing that left behind
the ugly dirty scar that somehow you caused.
It makes you sick only it’s not in your stomach
it’s too deep. you try to throw it up but to no avail.
You realize it’s the thing.
The things holds on like it has a life of its own.
Ohhhhhh when it woken again like this ,
You just want it to shut up . Just be quiet but it HOWLS
they see. YPU DONT FOOL THEM
no used hiding IT
They all look and can tell that the thing was left.
YOU ARE NOT human.
Less than the rest.
object to let others know
they can take what they want 
what they needed
it’s all your fault .  If only you knew
what it was that cause their actions
that left that thing behind.
Maybe than you could rid yourself
of the torment of the thing. 
Fix that inner darkeeness inside
so noone else will leave those things behind
Feel like part of the rest of the world.
Because the thing stops you from
belonging to all that is around you.
it’s shows you either be loud
to warned them you are near.
or be very quiet. Don’t draw attention to yourself.
Somehow maybe you will stop other things from coming.
Because somehow you cause this thing to happen.
even when you think
you got rid of the things
always shows up when you least expect it

let someone else into the areas where love ,intimacy
or just friendship happened
only the thing comes letting you know they will see to
and the thing could happened again
’it will be your fault
The thing
Just want it to go away
never to feel like
I have to deal with the thing anymore
even won’t let me sleep
when it comes
the memories causes the anxiety
that plagues my spirit
wakes the fear inside
of all the things left behind
from someones whosaid somehow i deserved their things
                                Lynn Higgs

© 2013 Lynn Higgs


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Added on February 19, 2010
Last Updated on January 5, 2013

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Lynn Higgs
Lynn Higgs

Suwanee, GA



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