Dear Whiterabbit,
Love is merely the illusion of fate on one precious second of the day that will make captive a heart forever. Slowly my illusion is fading and I work day and night to patch this sinking ship with bubblegum, for nothing stronger is obtainable.
No longer am I worth waking up for, as I am given pre-recorded answers to questions they don't even hear. They pull me so close yet push me so far, tearing the already fragile Angel apart and they don't care that my ship is sinking and I need to mend it with the taste of cherry.
Revolting cherry is, but relentlessly I chew.
It's all my fault they say to me, all my fault of course. But when I go to fault myself angry voices bark at me from high above. They circle superior to me; for I am so low as to not be seen or heard.
"Please help me patch my ship!" I plead; but even though they vowed forever they do not respond. They helped me build this ship you see, it was built quickly and deteriorated so slowly that the leak went unnoticed until it was a gaping hole. I am out of bubblegum and they refuse to share, if only a piece or two more could be found I could stop my sinking ship. But no they say as they fly so high, I am so lowly, find my own gum.
"But you promised forever!" I said "You promised me all the things the Titanic never was!"
So you see, Whiterabbit, I'm doling out the water by myself with the taste of cherry in my mouth until a few spare pieces of bubblegum be found. I am here alone you see, trying not to let it sink so I will not drown.
Sincerely,
AngelOfBetrayal
Love is merely the illusion of fate on one precious second of the day that will make captive a heart forever. Slowly my illusion is fading and I work day and night to patch this sinking ship with bubblegum, for nothing stronger is obtainable.
No longer am I worth waking up for, as I am given pre-recorded answers to questions they don't even hear. They pull me so close yet push me so far, tearing the already fragile Angel apart and they don't care that my ship is sinking and I need to mend it with the taste of cherry.
Revolting cherry is, but relentlessly I chew.
It's all my fault they say to me, all my fault of course. But when I go to fault myself angry voices bark at me from high above. They circle superior to me; for I am so low as to not be seen or heard.
"Please help me patch my ship!" I plead; but even though they vowed forever they do not respond. They helped me build this ship you see, it was built quickly and deteriorated so slowly that the leak went unnoticed until it was a gaping hole. I am out of bubblegum and they refuse to share, if only a piece or two more could be found I could stop my sinking ship. But no they say as they fly so high, I am so lowly, find my own gum.
"But you promised forever!" I said "You promised me all the things the Titanic never was!"
So you see, Whiterabbit, I'm doling out the water by myself with the taste of cherry in my mouth until a few spare pieces of bubblegum be found. I am here alone you see, trying not to let it sink so I will not drown.
Sincerely,
AngelOfBetrayal
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Well that is honestly what is going on in my life, if you squint your mind and turn your marbles sideways.
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If you don't understand it I'm sorry, I actually like the way it turned out. It fits exactly how I'm feeling.
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I love the image of bubblegum here for some reason, and I really love the originality in this poem. I'm getting so tired of cliches.
This is just wonderfully written with so much talent. I love the metaphors and the way that this might seem abstract and random, yet it still makes perfect sense. You've taken emotions that are often written about and made them completely new and unique. The way you did that made the imagery and the emotions so much stronger. This is just brilliant.
Sorry it took me a while to get around to commenting. I have a couple contests open and not enough time. I've just been too busy.
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Actually, I love this! I had to read it through twice, but I think it could be one of my favourite things I've read in a long, long time. I like how it sounds unrealistic but when you consider it all, the metaphors come together and it's all so real. Maybe I'm misinterpreting it or reading too much into it, but hey, what do I care - it's giving me a lot, and it doesn't take away how beautifully it's written!


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Haha
I've been in a metaphor stage here lately and that just sort of fit. You're not reading into it too much. I let a friend of mine read it and she was like "Seriously? You just compared your love life to patching a boat with cherry flavored bubblegum and then you run out of pieces?" My reply was "It's a SHIP, much bigger than a boat, and yes, yes I did." It's sort of about how even though I do things I don't really want to (Such as chew cherry flavored bubblegum, bleck) to try and fix things, I always seem to be doing it alone and coming up shorthanded (Like asking for the birds, who are much too high for me to reach, for some extra gum to fix the ship, only they don't). The birds represent my fiancee who always seems so much superior to me in my mind that I'm always doing anything he asks and then some just because I feel that I should.
So in short it's all about not being able to keep a relationship going alone. >.> Like I said, it sort of makes sense if you squint your mind and turn your marbles sideways. Lol. -
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Right. Mine is about how I WANT to do everything and more for my fiancee, but what he wants most (recovery from EDs) is unattainable, like the birds, and the cherry bubblegum is how hard I try despite it destroying me, in some form or another. So yeah, see, we make sense
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My upbringing has left me sort of weird in the head. Of course I WANT to do everything that I do for my fiancee, but I also feel that I HAVE to. It's just part of my psycho b*tch brain that won't go away. >.<
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