My fingers go steady
in my place of sanctuary
it's been manipulated
in this time
i say nothing
this time i let it go
i pass out the transgressions
the way to hurt me worse is what
makes me even stronger
with headphones like needles
i bleed with a pounding bass
heavy drum
it's easier this way to not think
it's easier this way hidden inside
the ambiguity of artistic writing
coloring outside the lines
back to the conception of friendship
this will be what makes me famous
the way i've been hyper-focusing
inside the lyrics of a song
resting a hand on injury
don't press too hard against
it's still a wound
could you give it resting
stopping salting
i suppress energies and move on
because i've heard once you've made
yourself a friend
almost sisterly
you stay that way
watching close by as he falls in love
with the one with whom you sit close
with it's burning but from this i grow more
and weaker all the same
Author notes
Prompt: I'm the type of girl...that turns up the music way loud, just to tune out reality
this prompt is utterly perfect for what i'm going through. right now. this very second. so thanks.
A contest entry
- Girls Only Prompt by ChrissyJean.
700 points, ended May 6, 2008, 17 entries
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Comments
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This isn't quite what I'm looking for.
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Yeah me either.
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Well you are welcome. This is a very good poem and you use your words well...but its not quite what I'm looking for.
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is it too intense?
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