Fragile.
Breakable.
Unmistakable.
Hardcore outershell
that crumbled until it fell
like the London Bridge.
Can't hide it
Nowhere to confide it.
Just kept inside
Where the darkness lies
and thrives until it consumes the soul.
It's out of my control...
Lost in a world
where all things remind me
of who I was
and what I'm supposed to be.
But with standards so high
they cloud up the sky
there's no way I can reach them
let alone come close.
And so I cry
for all the shortcomings
and it all keeps on summing
up to a race that I will never win.
Nothing makes sense
I'm lost in the darkness
that consumes my mind
until it's all I see
and it's all I'll ever be.
And so I break.
Break like shattered glass
an ornate vase thrown against the wall
destined to fall to the ground
where it will lie and never be useful again.
So this is me.
Fragile.
Breakable.
Unmistakable.
Hardcore outershell
that crumbled until it fell
like the London Bridge.
Author notes
Hmm, i dunno, i suppose i've just felt like this a lot lately.
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ouch, i know this feeling to well, i really liked your imagry in this poem and the way you described yout emotions with images, the only thing that i felt didnt fit was
like the London Bridge.
everything elce was delicate or hard/ brittle but to me the london bridge just dosent fit in the image you painted in my mind
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hey amanda! thanx for the comment. well..um this is pretty much amazing. the feeling you're feeling is of course not amazing buut wow this poem is just completely awesome. And all I can say is that I know sometimes your goals seem so far away and they seem as though they only get farther and farther with each passing day, buut if you stick it out till the end, you will reach your goal, and it will feel amazing. I thoroughly believe in you. You are a smart chocolate chip cookie! now go get 'em and never give up!
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