But I'm more than just a little curious
how your planning to go about making your amends -
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Silver sparkles, catching blue eyes
~ Oh how like the stars they were~
even as the wire is bent and placed upon her head
Whispered words blowing through
"Whatever they tell you, your my angel"
Pale fingers, short and pudgy grasp
to hug the figure, the only sense of stability in her life,
but her wrists are caught and a finger brought to pink lips.
"Nu uh. No touchy."
Disappearing.
A final happy memory before the nightmare begins.
Sissy smells of smoke,
not just cigarettes but dope.
And the screams that echo through the house
(Got the cops called twice, for torturing our animals..
~if only they knew~)
Broken bones, broken home,
Smile and tell your teacher that every thing's okay
That Sissy got in a fight with the boy next door...
Just explain the bruises away.
Vodka burns but choke it back any way,
It makes the pain disappear
and the shouting fade to gray,
Besides, who'd accuse a ten year old of being drunk at school?
Tears weren't enough,
So I had to bleed too,
Join the blood feud between mommy and sissy
Daddy & Mommy...
Turned thirteen didn't know how to act,
Had a chip on my shoulder
and a chest full of lead
Because I didn't have a fuckin clue what love was.
Fell in love for all the wrong reasons,
and so I'll sit here today,
A sociopath with a destiny.
"Mommy took my Sissy away"
Turned to
"My mothers going to die one day."
Had warped some where along the line into
"Today's the day my mother realizes she's not that important.
The paper will read Murdered. Not assassinated."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
To the dead..
how your planning to go about making your amends -
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Silver sparkles, catching blue eyes
~ Oh how like the stars they were~
even as the wire is bent and placed upon her head
Whispered words blowing through
"Whatever they tell you, your my angel"
Pale fingers, short and pudgy grasp
to hug the figure, the only sense of stability in her life,
but her wrists are caught and a finger brought to pink lips.
"Nu uh. No touchy."
Disappearing.
A final happy memory before the nightmare begins.
Sissy smells of smoke,
not just cigarettes but dope.
And the screams that echo through the house
(Got the cops called twice, for torturing our animals..
~if only they knew~)
Broken bones, broken home,
Smile and tell your teacher that every thing's okay
That Sissy got in a fight with the boy next door...
Just explain the bruises away.
Vodka burns but choke it back any way,
It makes the pain disappear
and the shouting fade to gray,
Besides, who'd accuse a ten year old of being drunk at school?
Tears weren't enough,
So I had to bleed too,
Join the blood feud between mommy and sissy
Daddy & Mommy...
Turned thirteen didn't know how to act,
Had a chip on my shoulder
and a chest full of lead
Because I didn't have a fuckin clue what love was.
Fell in love for all the wrong reasons,
and so I'll sit here today,
A sociopath with a destiny.
"Mommy took my Sissy away"
Turned to
"My mothers going to die one day."
Had warped some where along the line into
"Today's the day my mother realizes she's not that important.
The paper will read Murdered. Not assassinated."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
To the dead..
Author notes
Danneh
Used:
[♥] Having a broken home.
[♥] Its a strange feeling when you know that [nothing is the same.]
[♥] Growing up in a broken home made me broken
Band-
A Perfect Circle
Song-
The Noose
In a list
A contest entry
- Somehow [Everythings] Going To Fall. {Darling We're Not Giving Up} by SarahEatsAirplane.
800 points, ended December 4, 2007, 22 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Enter All Your Personal Writes Here (Part IV) by xxRainbowDawnxx.
900 points, ended May 24, 2008, 208 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Stunning, just kills me.
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Damn! this rocked! oh man. I loved the way you picked something other than loveless teenage girl with a broken heart. This touched on a most personal and sensitive issue, and it was obvious to the reader the pain and spite that was in the wording. The simple tone of voice, almost sarcastic...but a little regrettful. I genuinely loved this one darling. Truly, truly loved it.


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you are important enough when people listen to/believe you
only then you are classified disturbing
and if you don’t have a skeleton in your closet
they’ll make up one for you
“we really can’t afford innocence to spoil our business”
they say
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Great choice of music.
Interestingly written, Not sure I like the idea of reusing the lyrics, though. But thats just me.
But yup, its a good poem.
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It's not so much that I reused lyrics.. When I put things above or below a poem in ~*~*~*~*~ it's my inspiration. Normally a lyrics or a set of quotes.
^^
Thanks hun, Glad to please.
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Oh. My. Gah.
This was so amazing I don't know where to begin.
To start off, I guess, A Perfect Circle basically saved my life, and you set an GREAT scene with using the lyrics at the beginning and end of the poem to emphasize the words within, and the feel.
This is so raw, and you used the dirty pretty style (without the stupid punc.) artfully.
I admire you with this piece, great job.
ContagiousXAccident
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