The time slips away on the clock of my life
As I wander, lost and broken, through it's fields.
Every scrap of dignity, power, or prestige
Has been stripped away and I lie
Naked, like never before.
Vulnerable, my shell broken, then discarded,
Leaving me open to the attacks of Fate.
And her attacks ARE brutal.
She tears away the curtain of my soul,
And gives to me a mask,
One easily seen through, easily destroyed.
She gives me love,
Only to take it away with such force
That it was better off not ever being given.
Fate's cruel tricks have left me bruised and battered,
Broken and alone.
But they have opened my eyes,
Caused me to see that the only person
On whom I can rely, and to whom I must answer,
Is me.
I suppose I should thank her,
For by her ruination of my life,
She has caused some small good to come of it.
But I cannot thank her.
She has caused too much harm.
For, but for her meddlings,
My father would still be living.
But for her cunning,
I would still be who I was...
Innocent, silent, the ever-caring, ever-humble lamb.
The lamb that she sacrificed
To suit her own cruel purpose.
I will never forgive her for my pain.
Forever, I will work to avenge my torment,
To right the wrongs she has placed upon me.
Fate, and later, those who purposely join her quarrel,
Will pay.
Author notes
Long story behind this poem. Hope you like it.
A contest entry
- Make me feel dark and emotional. Lots of options!! by Kia Tenshi.
600 points, ended December 13, 2007, 20 entries
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Comments
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(i am interested in the story behind this poem)
this gave a raw, almost gritty feel, with the power of your words that create a visible sort of realm with i felt i could almost touch, almost tangible on my own skin
it was a real, broken sort of piece despite your words about an elusive fate which is never the less so real in our lives
i liked the way how u broke the poem in two
sometimes attempted poets just break up their pieces with out purpose or just for a pretty picture
this, on the otherhand, was a good way to break
anyway, it was well written and fascinating :-) -
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I don't know if I could tell the story behind this poem. It's a very painful tale for me. I'm healing, but it's very difficult to bring it all up even still.
Perhaps, though, some day I will write it all down. Until then, I will keep writing poetry.
Thank you for your review ^_^
Crystal
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Very good write
The story was written well and held me untilthe end .
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Hmm...it makes me wonder. Very nice.
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