edge of existence

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"I am not at home in myself. I am my own stranger." - Anne Sexton, from a letter to Anne Clarke written c. March 1964

I look at myself

and I see a stranger

a ghost residing in a body

that once was mine

but I do not recognize it

anymore

the only home I am destined to have

I do not feel at home in,

my skin

burns upon wearing

and my soul

yearns to burst free

I do not feel at home in myself

I never could

(trust me, I've tried)

but how could you hate something

you're destined to die with?

but how could you love something

you're forever imprisoned within? 

— selene ☽