For a few small moments,
suspended in time,
i thought i was really worth something.
that my effect on the world would be big enough
to affect others.
for just a short time,
my mind was content.
with all i had done,
and with all i had not.
For once in my life, everything seemed to fit.
every flaw became minute
every imperfection invisible.
But...
In the blink of an eye,
the slightest twitch of time
reality fell to my shoulders.
the clouds blotted out my sun.
sending my nostalgia scurrying for cover.
i realized then, that it was all cheap.
A pad makeup job that would eventually wash off.
everything i've ever made is a waste,
of time and space. of Paint and Paper.
my life was worth no more,
then what i had made of it.
Then what i had not accomplished.
Where my imperfections unfixable,
was i doomed to such a fate?
I would never know.
Time had run out.
And a bottle of pills was calling my name.
a quick and easy fix to the naked and harsh truth.
Author notes
Again i say Eh.
Not my best... but i still like it....
A contest entry
- This is how I feel... by SummerlandRayne.
529 points, ended February 19, 2008, 17 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Stop Me. please.
Comments
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harsh reality
wow it brings to life a harsh reality that not many people know is out there. i like it i really do. i kinda get it cause i've been there keep up the work
tori
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Your poem states many things that most try to ignore. You got your emotions across very well. It's a great poem, thank you for writing it.
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So raw and bitter! I have been here at this cross road! I can feel the sting of this write. Born in a moment when you question all about life and your existence...from you heart you shared your feelings...your despair...and did it quite well. Best of luck and thanks for the entry!
Az
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