Arrow Rock Literary Journal

This hurt is ambivalent

This hurt is true

If love is war

I call a truce

Distant with self

Sometimes I just feel so unattractive

Even in peace

Feelings fight

I am so in love with myself

that I am horrified

Full of so much hate

I cannot breathe

So stupid

I am terrified

So intelligent

I concede

Past present future

overwhelming

Absorbed in every moment all at once

I am not a threat

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Meghan Belle O’Donnell is the poet of this piece.

Featured Art: White Noise by Cait Boyle