she was
crouching
on the floor
scrubbing at the
-invisible-
stains
and
crying
"Doctor Blind,
my baby's drooling acid
on the kitchen floor
and i can't see past the
macaroni curtain
because it's green
and i hate green
really hate green"
there's no life
on the floor
only
black and
white tile
invisible baby
invisible feelings
it's quiet but
people are still talking
its loud but
everyone's dead
or dying
"i'm a quiet case of lunacy, Doctor
but i feel like screaming
and no one wants to hear it."
she's falling off her unicorn
off her spaceship
back to earth and she's
-digging-
the flowers
and
plants
out of the ground.
she'll only leave
the weeds alone
because...
"if there's anything beautiful,
Doctor
i want to kill it
i don't like
anything
more
beautiful
than
I
-
anything
more
perfect
than
me.."
she's a cracked
eggshell
dripping over your
floor
your fingers
your sticky, sticky
fingers
clinging to your
empathy
and
drying
all over your soul.
"sometimes,
i feel like i'm
stuck in the wall
trapped between
two worlds
and there's nothing
nothing to bring me back
but my baby crying
my baby's always crying
always
always crying.."
stuck inbetween two worlds
stuck inbetween two worlds
breaking
breaking apart
and
and
no baby cries
no lullabies
there's a
there's a quiet lunacy
in the walls
(feels like home
yeah,
feels like home)
"as quiet as a ticker tape parade
in the rain forest
as quiet as a ticker tape parade
over my head
as quiet as an ambulance in the night
as quiet as a blade
slipping through your fingers
and..
dropping
until there
isn't
anything
at
all..."
Author notes
Is this okay?
This is a bit different from my usual.
A bit less crazy.
But I'm fine with it.
For now.
Probably tomorrow I'll come and read this and freak out because I hate it and it sucks.
Anywayzzzz.
It's about a girl who is heartbroken because of a handfull of reasons and she's slowly going insane and she's using the idea of a baby to manifest her need to take care of someone other than herself. And of course she's talking to a psychiatrist.
While slipping away into her mind.
Does that make sense?
I hope not.
Name: Venom In Our Veins
Pretty Pretty Princess
Option 1:
lullabies and shatter
I actually have had the idea of Doctor Blind in my head for a long time now because of the Emily Haines song and I had the first quote already in my head but I didn't really think about making it into a poem until I found your contest.
So yeah.
I hope that's okay that it was already partly inspired already.
Yeah.
Oh and the last quote is from a Regina Spektor song but I kinda changed it a bit to my liking.
Jesus.
This was really fucking long.
A contest entry
- //Raindrops on my Heart; Leaking Thoughts. by They Say Shannon.
1200 points, ended August 26, 2007, 7 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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ohh this was beautiful!
♥
i'm jealous. -
"she's falling off her unicorn
off her spaceship
back to earth and she's
-digging-
the flowers
and
plants
out of the ground.
she'll only leave
the weeds alone
because...
"if there's anything beautiful,
Doctor
i want to kill it
i don't like
anything
more
beautiful
than
I"
That is fucking brilliant!
I know you'll ace the contest
[you deserve to anyway!]
♥
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Thank youuu. Thank you, thank you, thank you.
I have to come up with something better to say but thank you.
<3
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Fuck, wow.
This piece was amazing.
It was so -Out there-! It was -brilliant-!!
I LOVED the imagery and the way cool metaphors. This was so unique ... Wow.
It just left my mind blown.
"she's a cracked
eggshell
dripping over your
floor
your fingers
your sticky, sticky
fingers
clinging to your
empathy
and
drying
all over your soul."
"as quiet as an ambulance in the night
as quiet as a blade
slipping through your fingers"
Those were some of my favorite lines, They were strong and stuck out for me.
Thanks for entering and Good luck :] <3 -
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Aww.
Thank you!
I loved those parts too, by the by.
<3
Good luck with your contest!
VINOV
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