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Too Weak to Die



I'm too weak to let myself die.

Though they're

                   Hurtinghurtinghurting me
Rhythmically
Repeatedly
Redundantly

Rerereraping me

Reliably as the sun rises.

I've no noose of hair
No blade of teeth

                        And I can't cage my
                                 breath.

     Even when the pain of the walls of my lungs
             caving in upon my heart
        is but a tear in an ocean
                   to the sores of my carcass,


                        I can't cage my
                                 breath.

     I'm too weak to let myself die.




Author notes

Hi. I hope you can tell i'm trying to portray is that the character finds herself without weapons of suicide, even as minimal such as hair or teeth, in a most dire situation (though i attempted showing it was rape, it doesn't have to be).
Wait... i suppose she still has teeth. Mayhaps she can't use them for some other reason - her mouth is bound? Anyway. She only has lung muscles. And she's too weak to suffocate herself, to weak to die. Alas, the irony. Or an attempt at irony.
We did lessons on irony at CTY.


I'm open to lead-heavy critique.
Written December 15th, 2005

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  • Aerosol Soul
    May 28, 2006
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    At CTY? As in the Containment of Trouble Youth? Society of Bad Spellers? As in CTY JHU?