All I have are questions,
questions and anger.
Why am I still so angry at him?
I know why.
Because he doesn't have to be present
to drive you away.
He's still a part of me,
even if it is only fear and hate.
He still can't bear to see me happy.
You probably have so many questions,
plenty of confusion.
and the question that I keep asking is
Why would you want me?
Me, the dreggs of the person he left behind,
the shattered remains
hiding behind a porcelain mask of stability.
He helped me paint it,
lending all my favorite colors.
And the pretty red ribbons he gave me
to hold the mask on my face
caught fire when I saw you standing there.
My little porcelain mask shattered on the floor.
And you stretched out your hand,
I could only stare in awe at how perfect it was
because you didn't demand,
you didn't require anything.
You just asked.
You invited
and you did it timidly.
I have never seen that before.
Author notes
This is for Option 9 in the contest.
It's probably buried pretty deep, but there's a lot more in this one than you initially read, especially the last two stanzas.
A contest entry
- Options for the masses! by blackchapter.
550 points, ended November 18, 2008, 13 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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A very well written piece.
A very inspiring piece glad you found what you were looking for although you may not have realised it untill it happened.
Thank you for your entry good luck.
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Beautiful... being accepted even though the heart is still trying to be pieced together from past breakages.
Well written and perfectly fitting for the option you've chosen!
Good luck in the contest!
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Isn't it sad how a bad love affair can taint all others that come after it? I have had a quite a run of losers and have finally found a wonderful man but I tried very hard to chase him off. Luckily for me, he is stubborn & sees past my halfhearted attempts. You have captured these emotions perfectly in this poem using lovely imagery & versatile language.
Good job and thanks for sharing -
Why would you want me?
Me, the dreggs of the person he left behind,
the shattered remains
hiding behind a porcelain mask of stability.
This is me, right now and always.
And I understand... what must it be like for someone to whnt you for you, not something they can get.
(read my poem Chocolate- front page- to understand something here...)
I've never trusted anyone since.... -
o0oh... this was really good :] I liked it
.... My favorite lines were; He helped me paint it,
lending all my favorite colors.
And the pretty red ribbons he gave me
to hold the mask on my face
caught fire when I realized you were there.
My little porcelain mask shattered on the floor."
Very pretty lines :] nice work
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