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Stories of the everyday person

Scars
They each have a story

SAD RAGE TRUTH

If you saw my stories,
Would you run the other way
If you knew my secrets
My past and bad people
Would you turn the other cheek

Scared to tell you
Afraid for you to know
Losing what I never had
Running from what was never bad

Paper doll, me
Please pray for me
No more paper torn away from me

Protection is the key to a mother's love
Guidance is the key to a father's
Where does that leave me
Here

Scared to tell you
Afraid for you to know
Losing what I never had
Running from what was never bad
RUNNING

Peek through the sheets
I see them as red, so weak
Look through my attic
I see it as dark, so comforting
Know my secrets and please don't hide
Know my story and please don't cry

Scars, filled with stories
They all point to the

TRUTH

            Of
              this
                  world
                        just
                          give
                                me
                                    love

RUSSIAN ROULETTE

Author notes

Well, this one just appeared out of nowhere. I've been having a pretty bad day and I look at all the houses on this block and wonder what they're story is. If you told someone whom you began to care about, would they simply run away? That is the question my folks.
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  • davidwright silver member
    October 11, 2008
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    Good write. No two stories are the same as you well know. Happy trails


  • nilav
    August 27, 2008

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    losing what i never had...reading between the lines we get more out of this nice poem...i enjoyed it feeling many lines reflect my thoughts too....


  • nevadapoet
    August 23, 2008
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    Nicely done...we all have our stories and our scars...but thats what life is...and then we die.

  • Sullied Wisdom
    August 5, 2008

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    Paper Doll, me.

    that line is the shining star of this poem. You wrote from a pure place, that's evident. As you (we) grow as writers, our flexibility increases, vocab increases, and overall depth increases. thats all this is missing, depth, specifics, language. the more you incorporate those things into your existing style, you'll be unstopable.