Porcelain Doll
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Pride Month Poems Day 10!!🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈 So the prompt today is porcelain so the meaning behind this poem is the reality that sexuality isn’t a choice and it traps you and sometimes you feel like your frozen inside someone else’s body and you can’t get out.

Porcelain Doll

As I wake up,

From my long, good night's sleep.

I notice, that I can't sit up, and drink the coffee out of my cup,

The pain terrorizes my body, and it runs deep.

"I can't move!" I scream,

I'm trying to fathom what's going on.

"Stay Calm" I tell myself, "Maybe this is only a dream"

But I pinch myself, and the pain still isn't gone.

I'm covered in glass, painted blue,

I can't feel anything.

I'm waiting to break out, as the sun shines through,

At this point, to escape, I would do anything, and everything.

My sexuality is my demon,

I can't control its final call.

My mind is steaming,

From the anger and denial, from being in the body of my this porcelain doll.

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