Ghost from years long past
screams back into my life,
persistent like whispers on the wind.
Reminding me that I am not
as old
as I feel most of the time.
Challenging me to remember
that girl I used to enjoy being.
Shy.
Quiet.
Smart.
//when it was accepted to be//
Before I built a wall
of nervy bitchiness
for protection
[for you, for me?]
Frustrated fears
taking physical manifestations –
safety in silence.
How could you like me,
when I don’t like myself?
Why would you
want to waste time
on someone who can’t do the same
for anyone but herself.
Spoiled. Brat.
Waste Not. Want Not.
It is so much easier
not to try.
Close these eyes
and dream of being
someone else.
That person I could have been
at sixteen.
The birth of the Banshee rages
In memoriam.
Author notes
For my friend Rob who loves me in spite of myself.
In a list
A contest entry
- Vent it out! by Lsh-x.
600 points, ended August 11, 2008, 11 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Rob makes me happy. So does this poem. So does sunshine and serial killers.
I love that you took a look back at your past and bled it out on the screen for all of us to read. This took quite a bit to write and I'm glad you did it. Good friends are hard to come by and its important that we keep them close.
Thank you baby.
X.X.X.
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Wow, what a unique and fantastic piece. the love, the self hatred lingering around the words, are so effective.
The imagery you've created in my head is clear as day.
Well done, I love it. Good luck x -
touche'
thanks Bean!
i can't help myself...
i'm a masochist. you know this.
and i'll tell you a secret...
"you're the reason they invented the word
PRECIOUS...(fuck anyone who doesn't believe me)"
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Intresting and unique, banshees are a great visual for an internal conflict, really shows a screaming, shredding of your mind... when I picture banshees I always picture thrashing human-esque things. Rob sounds like a great guy, we all should have someone who loves us through are flaws and most of us have more than we wish to admit. Kudos for the write and Kudos for your good friend.
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