i am a mcnugget

i woke up
today
& i realized
i am
a chicken nugget

immobile
overly-processed
unfeeling
pink
fried
toxic
& dry

nobody wants to
be with a
mcnugget

i dont even know
what i am
made of

i was never
once a chicken

guilt

pebble by pebble
filling my chest
one by one

guilt

stretching my
skin until
it eventually
rips from
the pressure

shredded and
pulpy edges
dried blood
coating my
once clean
and pure
conscience 

You're The Ocean

I want the ocean
again
The abundance of water filled
my hollowed heart but dripped through
the cracks every time
It is hard not to love the ocean
though it left me gasping
after it tried to consume me
and drown me in itself
I sputtered on the ocean's salt
and was left with crimson eyes
when I prematurely opened them
I grew tired of trying to keep up
with the restless waves
and I left without a towel
to cover my bruises
and shuddering shoulders

MPDG

I am not an answer
or a question for you
to solve
at your own pace

Do not mistake me
as the muse
you needed as
inspiration for life

I was not put on
this earth
to teach you lessons

My purpose is not
to guide you through
existential struggles

I know I am not
a mermaid
meant to entertain you
when you need it the most

I am not here to
complete you instead of
finding ways to
complete myself

I find myself trapped
in the idealized
version of myself
you created

I am not a metaphor
I am not a promise
I am not a puzzle
I am not a stock character

civil discourse

you want me
to engage you
in civil discourse

but i do not owe
you anything

i used to
feel sad
when i would
engage

so i stopped.