undone

I am going to be honest.
I have been struggling with this blog.  I've wanted to publish so many posts that I've been writing.  I have written drafts, gone back and forth rewriting them, analyzing, and editing.   

Then it hit me. I am trying to hide again.  I've always felt more comfortable blending in.

"fight" #47

they scorn the adorned

hurling mud in their way

unknowing, they can't touch them

or even ruin their day

jealousy fumes

and they don't know why

they hate the elect

they want them to die

kill them they might

but hurt them, they will not

their pain has already been

in the fight that they've fought

this poem was written November 10, 2006 by Lindsey Collins

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Taken from the L. Collins 2006-2007 Poetry Archives, #47 of 

200+ poems written during short season of writing.