She is burying her heart deep in her sleep
Stop her, stop her
She is unwomanly in her grave
Just because she's heartless, she cannot be called brave.
I used to see her awake at night
Eyes sparkling
Mind meandering inside waves of words
She read and read until she forgot to write
And I lost interest
There was no food to eat or clothes to fold
Not even movies to watch
I was away, for a while
Now I've come back
Now I've seen many like her
Exact copies
Cropped hair, tanned skin, eyes like pearls
The ones who forgot how to be girls
Teach them how to pose, to act
Won't you? Won't you?
She looks at me with eyes erased
My words have no power,
My love has no strength
I try to return
To see her
So she'll see me
But the nights sigh away, in vain
She throws dust upon herself, numb
I wonder if these things can be undone.
Couldn't you buy yourself hearts?
With money?
I never had any, I only had eyes.
Even then I haven't been very wise
Will she change and rise undead,
Or rest forever in her premature grave?
This poem has a slightly cold and haunted quality while thematically being about all too common phenomena: love, loss, numbness, and also slightly forays into that phase of internalised misogyny and wannabe edginess that makes young girls hate traditionally ‘feminine’ things and actively indulge in low-key masochism.
My favourite line has to be ‘Just because she’s heartless, she cannot be called brave.’ So many times we think just because we’re stoic, we’re strong. But like you point out, there is a difference between being strong and being… unfeeling and inconsiderate. Simply yet compellingly written.
You expressed what I meant to write perhaps even better. Indeed, lacking emotions is not a strength at all, contrary to popular belief/portrayal.Thank you for commenting!
mimimusing 
This poem has a slightly cold and haunted quality while thematically being about all too common phenomena: love, loss, numbness, and also slightly forays into that phase of internalised misogyny and wannabe edginess that makes young girls hate traditionally ‘feminine’ things and actively indulge in low-key masochism.
My favourite line has to be ‘Just because she’s heartless, she cannot be called brave.’ So many times we think just because we’re stoic, we’re strong. But like you point out, there is a difference between being strong and being… unfeeling and inconsiderate. Simply yet compellingly written.
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You expressed what I meant to write perhaps even better. Indeed, lacking emotions is not a strength at all, contrary to popular belief/portrayal.Thank you for commenting!
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