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Invisible Borders
Your hand over mine
Grasping the knife handle
Chopping rosy apples
Into ninety-degree angles
Chop chop chop chop
ChopchopchopchopchopchopCHOP
Drowning out the silence
We got the feast ready
Smiling and laughing
I kept your shaky hand steady
The snap of unleavened bread
With the sweet tang of wine
The bitter radish wrinkling my nose
We sang line after line
But every year the TV got louder
Your hands shook more
Bloodstains
And spilled butter slickening the floor
A blaring hum that crept into our lives
Red - like the blood on your sweat-soaked hand
Even when he’s gone
His lies still rule this land
Your eyes swirl with hypnotic lies
Maddening your brain
I tried tugging you back
But there was too much pain
I tried reason and logic
But my pleas turned to cries
Cursing and screaming
Tears in my eyes
Like screaming at a blank wall
Your brain blind to any opinion but your own
The lies you regurgitate
Make you feel like an evil clone
So I backed off, away like I would from a grizzly
Protecting myself with pillows and poetry
Hardening my beliefs, opposite to yours
One country split in two
I became — or rather, wanted to become again
The little girl in a pink dress with a frizzy half-ponytail
The apple knife too metallic for her delicate hands
Who smiled at you like her nightingale
So I concealed the part of myself
Who sees murder, trauma, every time we’ve divided the divisible
Who has established morals and standards
To you, I like to seem invisible
I keep you near
But cling to the border - never letting you in
My head pounding with fear
Of what would happen if I peeled my skin
A constant hiding, I feel worthy, witty
But it’s never enough
A pit in my stomach, threatening to swallow me
You made me the opposite of tough
I lie to keep us apart
Protecting myself I tell the part of myself
That aches to be close to you
To sit in your lap as you read
the books on the warping shelf
My heart gallops to be more than neighboring countries
To swim across the dividing sea
To fight for you or fix you
I would try to set you free
But I can’t
Because if I did
There would be war
And heartache
Blissful memories
Washed up on the shore
So I stay on my turf
The water licking my ankles
Leaning against the invisible border
Two lives always pulled and strangled
To my family
If you’re reading this
I’m sorry if this was uncomfortable to read
I’m sorry if it’ll create another barrier between us
I’m sorry if the truth hurts
But I’ve written a lot of empty poems
And it’s time to speak my truth
I need to address
The elephant in the room
Before the elephant swallows me
I love you
Forever
But I can’t be anyone
Except me
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A poem that I should've written and shared a while ago, but I was too afraid to. Sometimes we have to do the things that scare us the most because it's the only way to grow.