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Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
Don’t make me, I don’t want to
I’ve cried all my tears already
The chaos that change brings rocks me steady
Wish it wasn’t so, but here we go again —
The Let Down Reckoning
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Big dreams, big heart
Surrounded by small minds
Foolish varieties of all kinds
Ignorance a home finds
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It doesn’t make sense
It doesn’t feel real
The way a heart breaks
Painful and cold. High stakes.
I’m glad I didn’t get my hopes up
Or fall in love with the idea of it
Should have anticipated another split
Deep down, I knew from the start
Feel that? That’s everything being torn apart.
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Pink haze leaves me in a daze
My heart is always welcome to a cage
My mind always welcome to chains
As circumstances rip out each page
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Consequences dominate my nights
Coincidence steals my days
Looking for logic, trapped by my crazy ways
Riding the Let Down Reckoning’s rough waves
You Lil Dickens 
This is full of both beauty and anguish. ❤
I feel these lines most:
"My heart is always welcome to a cage
My mind always welcome to chains"
Thank you.
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Thank you, Michael. I appreciate you so much for taking the time to make such thoughtful comments. Those lines were the first two that sparked this poem. I’m so pleased you related to it.
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You are most welcome.
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“Big dreams, big heart
Surrounded by small minds
Foolish varieties of all kinds
Ignorance a home finds”
So problematic for passionate, loving, brilliant minds to deal with. I feel for you in your anguish as another one bites the dust.
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slip shod
and that is winking nod
so odd
how strange
that elide
and home on your strange!~
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