Hollow birthday

tonight i am gonna be twenty two,

hollow, dark, drunk,
bruised and poisoned.

tonight i am gonna be twenty two,

with no wishes to count on,
but only to cut off –

tonight i am gonna be twenty two,

and i will know my friends
and fun are myths..

tonight i am gonna be twenty two,

and i will write elegies after
elegies for my dying self –
for i am a lonely girl even unfit
for a poor street poet’s poem.

( This poem is rhythm-less, isn’t my life? )

© Sanna Wren

(Image credit goes to the respective artist.. taken from Google)

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