Fate hurls obstacles
Traumatic experiences fly my way
You are my barrier,
My wall,
My protection.
You are a disposal of hurt, of pain, of sorrow.
With you, I can run forever.
Run away from the horrendous aspects of the world around us.
No matter what happens,
I know you'll be there.
You'll be a sponge,
Soaking up my tears,
You'll be my cup,
To pour my soul into.
You will be that protective case.
A case that binds me freely.
I will be happy, but I will never escape.
I never will long to,
I never will want to,
And I wouldn't dream of it.
You say you'll never leave.
Otherwise you'd take me with you.
I'm sure I'll never be neglected, with you.
I believe you when you say,
You'll love me, forever...always.
But once you are gone
Trauma crashes into me.
My wall is gone,
My graveyard of sorrows is gone,
My breath slows down,
And I can never run.
Fate is catching up with me.
My face is drenched in tears,
My soul has nowhere to go,
I have no protection.
I am neglected once again.
Author notes
This is about 2 people actually. Excluding me.
This goes out to Argee <3 The other, however, is where all the trauma comes from.
A contest entry
- Your strength! by Cyanide Milkshake.
900 points, ended July 9, 2008, 19 entries
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Comments
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this was real deep...
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Thanks, lol. Immah write one negative poem, because I found it in my notebook in my handwriting, and i figured that I must've written it at some point. And now that I'm in 8th grade, I'll have to re-find that notebook again.
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You know, many things in life today, causes stress and trauma, But with outlets, they are easier to handle, and you remind us of that in this one!
Thanks for entering and best of luck to you!
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This actually is a part of
traumatic recovery...the feeling of fear turned to
a Bold dread and Seperation Anxiety.....
I think she will be able to relate to this...painfully.
May she find the confidence to walk in strength
once again...with her own higher power of confidence.
ears/Seattle
thankyou kindly for your entry into this contest.
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I agree with finding strength from someone and then knowing the pain of it being taken away, but what makes you carry on now that its gone?
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Oh. I forgot to reply to this one lol. It's been such a long time ago (I was on hiatus). But, it's not gone. It's just...it seemed that in the trance that I was in, I always seemed to go to the worse case scenario.
I've snapped out of it though, and I'm glad to say I'm not writing many negative poems anymore...
-->pia♫♪
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Wonderful job. Great use of words, especially for someone your age. Good luck.
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This is so sad at the end. I like your flow of words here. Great write, and good luck in the contests you entered
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We'll still be there for you. When you're not looking. Or when we're not looking. idk.
We love you Vera and excuse our very long voice message on the phone. -
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Shoot, I saved it.
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Wonderful Write... Thanks for your entry...
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