Moaning Myrtle
- tarikahsantiago
- Jul 6, 2022
- 1 min read
Here’s a little late night day 3:
What it is it with an angry spirit?
Why is she mislabeled as angry?
Because we want her to be?
Maybe she’s lost or flustered?
Run that back.
A spirit, a free one, was dumped and
created, this broken bunny.
A fragile thing and now she roams.
Bouncing from safety net,
to hideaways,
to desperate days.
Oh no, her fears are showing again.
So she lashes out, screaming and haunting
the room she occupies, quite the sight it is,
the betrayal of this sad young witch,
Cute and partially disposable.
Here we are, complain, broken bunny girl.
Quite interesting. We judge our projections without really questioning why they are the way they are in the first place. What comes through is a take on two sides of the same person. Looking beneath the surface is what's called for and when we go there, we find pain. Thank you for sharing <3