Butterflies spin in circles inside my chest
and fireflies dive into the tiny compartments
of my cob-webbed thoughts,
buried underneath flicked away melodies
that once complimented my skin tone
to lead me to believe that life was perfect
and that the tears I cried,
were heavier than bullets inflating my balloon
compressed with solitude and happiness,
but my tears are no more
than scattered pieces of who I am
and I'm starting to wonder
if my weakened muscles can lift the rest of me
from the dirt covered floor
to glue me back together
to make me whole,
but I continue climbing a ladder,
carrying my concealed hopes in
a threaded backpack
upon my tense shoulders,
to reach for a hand of offering,
and when I look back down
the world is crumbling before
my terrified and deciduous eyes
yet then again,
I was always afraid of heights,
when I see my reflection in the mirror
I'm the girl who sorts out individual flaws
and plasters them on a bulletin board,
corrupting with secrets and things that
I really don't need
[greed, maybe?]
or maybe
I'm tired of life turning its back on me
and things not going my way.
This is me, this is who I am,
and this is who I've become
I can't reveal to you if I'm happy with it,
only understand
that this is me
& I'm slowly falling
apart.
Author notes
Aanikaaa
I really hope you're ohkay<333
I know how you're feeling & I'm here if you ever need to talk ! Loveyou<3
YoureNoGoodForMe
I know it's not the best, but I'm so emotional right now haha I really needed to get this out.
Picture Credit: Broken by ~BroKen-Fade-Away
A contest entry
- something to believe in. by aanika.
1000 points, ended November 26, 2008, 15 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
feedback would be greatly appreciated :D
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and I'm starting to wonder
if my weakened muscles can lift the rest of me
from the dirt covered floor
to glue me back together
to make me whole,
oh god.
this was perfect.
I love the way your writing is progressing.
and don't say this isn't your best, because I really believe that it might be. and the whole point of this contest was to get emotional.
I really feel like you did that.
this was perfect.
<3 -
Ohmygoodnesshoee. This quite made me want to cry, really. So much truth, so much pain...
~but my tears are no more
than scattered pieces of who I am~Woww. I had to just stop and read those two sentences over&over&over again. God. You simply said it all right there. I never really thought of it that way before..beautiful dahling!
~and when I look back down
the world is crumbling before
my terrified and deciduous eyes
yet
then again,
I was always afraid of heights~Again, such powerful imagery and emotion depicted here...I loved the metaphor here of climbing a ladder full of hope, even though you were afraid of heights to begin with.
You are beyond ahmazing yo! Don't ever be ashamed of who you are or how you got to where you are today! Don't ever let anyone hold you back from living fully, either. They.aren't.worth.it.
Iloveyou:]<3
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excellent sis
wonderful emotional delivery
and just plain wonderful
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I know the feeling, so emotional right now... or lack of, in some respects...urgh, hurting so much just wanna PUCNH SOMEONE and at the same time just be held and told, 'you will NEVER leave my heart'. urgh, feelings are confusing.
This is a beautiful piece DONT insult it.
Mine is naff. XD I love that word.
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