I can’t believe I did it
I packed up all my “you” longings
And walked out the door
Finding it hard to breathe,
lightheaded and dizzy,
with a pain in my gut
I did it.
I walked out.
I took back control of my life
Having given up all my powers
caught up in your wants and needs
not realizing I was
not wanted, nor needed
I became invisible in your shadow
a trained pup waiting to be tossed
some treats
Where do I begin?
Not knowing where I left myself
Trying to remember who I was
I was so into you, completely losing “me”
Allowing you to use what you wanted
Throwing the rest away
Not caring where it landed
or the condition it was in
I don’t know when it happened
The fog lifted and clarity set in
Finding a strength long sedated
giving me the courage to walk
So with no goodbyes
No fond farewells
No sappy adieu’s
No tears
No turning back
I start my journey back to myself
Walking on the bridge of my tomorrows
In a list
A contest entry
- Let Your Imagination Run Free #5 (Picture Contest) by nothinghere.
450 points, ended March 19, 2007, 17 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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i dont no when you started you started walking but the hardest step was getting out the door. very good. reminds of bridge i crossed some years ago.
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Wow, this is just beautiful, you captured all the emotion I imagined from this picture... well done
Thanks for taking the time to enter this contest, I wish you the very best of luck
Karen -
SIMPLY BEAUTIFUL!
The picture and your words go together so beautifully! One does truly move on when they have had enough and the heart can stand no more.
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Grea courage and determination set here...nice journey of self-discovery ,hope...I love the last 2 lines..."I start my journey back to myself Walking on the bridge of my tomorrows" I wanted to clap for her and say "you go girl....enough is enough.." lol...If this is your imagination running free...well, then get to writing a book, would ya?? Love ya, ~the prez~~
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I became invisible in your shadow
I start my journey back to myself
Walking on the bridge of my tomorrows
wow those lines just did it for me this is inspirational thankyou
laura xxx
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Thank you so much for sending me the link to this piece Noreen. I can see myself so vividly in this piece. Epecially this part :
I took back control of my life
Having given up all my powers
caught up in your wants and needs
not realizing I was
not wanted, nor needed
I became invisible in your shadow
a trained pup waiting to be tossed
some treats.
For years I felt that I had given away my life, my soul. Until that night when I finally found the courage to say enough was enough. Thank you so much for sharing this with me. Love Claire
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Delightful
Yes a woman becomes a woman. I liked this, as its filled with courage and determination to regain self and become whole again. Great.
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"So with no goodbyes
No fond farewells
No sappy adieu’s
No tears
No turning back"
Love that part. I like how you let her realize what she was doing throughout the poem, telling the story of how she started to how she ended the relationship. I also like the "Bridge of Tomorrows" idea. Very nice. This sounds really emotional; great job, and good luck! -
Oh wow, wow, wow....the presentation of this poem is absoutely beautiful..... the soul of it hurts with its beauty...to retrieve oruselves is such difficult work.
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"Having given up all my powers
caught up in your wants and needs
not realizing I was
not wanted, nor needed"
"I start my journey back to myself
Walking on the bridge of my tomorrows"
Sighhh...How sorrowful, how beautiful, my Sister...I'm glad you somehow found the strength, Sweetie...You deserve ever so much more than he could obviously give...Love will find you, my Friend...It knows where you live...Good luck in the contest, Lady...All I can say is, he's a fool...
Wanda
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Very nice. Sates my Noreen fix for another day! Three bunnies for you!
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It's good but it just seems like it's missing something to add a unique twist to it. Maybe that's just me though.
I've read a lot of your past work, and there quite good, some way beyond good. I donno this poem sounds dry. But best of luck.
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