Him

Him

A Poem by Emily Sutliff

Him

 

I’m in a room full of stares.

They must see what I see.

She looks down and notices her legs.

She stares and discovers the frail outline of her silhouette.

It’s okay, though.

I have him.

He helps me see the dark when the light is too bright.

Oh, he has taught me so much.

He taught me that having good looks means more than feeling good in your

heart.

I see that now.

She aches as the true soul of her body drips down from her eyes and down the sides of the cheek.

She also clasps her hands together and stares at them out in front of her at arms length.

It’s become a rigid routine.

A routine that I want to stick with.

I have a special place in my head for him.

No matter what I do, my mind is always full of him.

Taunting.

She got used to the feeling of letting him be in control.

It seemed so simple and so right.

No one will ever experience this kind of comfort I have.

He makes me feel like I can always be working on myself.

Never be too comfortable though, because I am not perfect in his eyes yet.

Everyone thinks they know what is best but they just don’t.

They don’t know what great safety and how secure he makes me feel.

They don’t understand that I am trying to better myself.

They need to let me go.

They have.

She has no one because she left them in a blink of an eye.

No one knew what to do about him.

I’ll be fine as long as he is with me, and I with him.

She looks in the mirror and sees what he has done.

She’s gone.

He won.


E.S.

© 2016 Emily Sutliff


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In days of yore they would have called her possessed and probably tried to burn her on a stake or drown her in a ducking pond but in these times we know that it's obsessive not possession. It doesn't make the influence of the 'voice' any less destructive or malignant.
I always thought of body dysmorphic disorders and trying to be in control but this makes me think of that control being given over, if you will.
Strong writing.

Posted 8 Years Ago


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Emily Sutliff

8 Years Ago

Thank you for reading and responding it means a lot. I like everything that you said and I like the .. read more



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far too many of us no people in this exact position..and we always will..coz its 'just easier..less hassle'..at first. a very well told truth that gets no easier. well done

Posted 8 Years Ago


Emily Sutliff

8 Years Ago

Thank you :)
I liked the poem. Felt like I was listening to private thoughts. I like the honest thoughts and needs. The poem had a sad tone to the words. Escaping people leave their mark upon us. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

Posted 8 Years Ago


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Emily Sutliff

8 Years Ago

Thank you again for reviewing my work it means a lot.
Coyote Poetry

8 Years Ago

Was my pleasure and you are welcome.
In days of yore they would have called her possessed and probably tried to burn her on a stake or drown her in a ducking pond but in these times we know that it's obsessive not possession. It doesn't make the influence of the 'voice' any less destructive or malignant.
I always thought of body dysmorphic disorders and trying to be in control but this makes me think of that control being given over, if you will.
Strong writing.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Emily Sutliff

8 Years Ago

Thank you for reading and responding it means a lot. I like everything that you said and I like the .. read more

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Emily Sutliff

Eagan, MN



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I am a college student at the University of Minnesota aspiring to be a writer and a freelance photographer. I love to paint and write according to what my paintings were inspired by. I love sipping on.. more..

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