The waves are crashing,
crashing on the stones.
But you can't hear her agonising moans.
She is a rock. Cold, Alone. There, but not.
Everything carries on and on,
like normal. It never ceases.
As always she is in a thousand pieces.
She uses glue and tape to mend the break.
But it's always there. Forever.
Those tiny cracks of hurt and betrayal,
leave her looking like a doll. So Pale.
Fragile, insecure, unworthy. Nothing to Love.
She'll still carry on. Keep going.
Not to bring shame to her family, or even pain.
But yet, she has still left that tragic stain
which has scarred those she loves.
Stuck and lost. So utterly confused.
What will she do? Who will she tell?
She can't bare to say that she's in hell.
Minutes then hours, is all she counts.
How long will she last, nobody knows. Keeps them guessing.
It's like playing a game of cards,
her feelings to understand, like playing charades
Confusing
Pointless
Pathetic
Waste of time.
Stupid Silly Childish Game.
Author notes
More recent one, but not very creative, or good.
Let me know what you think, honestly! it's not that great, but i'd love feedback. Thanks,.
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A mixed bag of emotion?
Yes a very confusing format to follow, meaning I get the impression that the subject is very emotionally confused and unsure of what lies ahead? but it makes sense to jump from one aspect to the next in this instance; (my interpretation of course), but none the less catching, I get the feeling of a sense of unable to voice their emotions and of course insecurity? maybe the past is haunting(silly childish game=putting a brave face on for the sake of others?)...Good grammar and spelling!..Time! is an antidote to heal wounds, and it's a new year soon.
Thank you.
I don't usually comment but I found it interesting to read.
J.Macintosh
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