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Break
A sad small girl
A sad little world
You can break my bones
But I'll never die for you.
With the thought of things
That were never real,
With amazing hallucinations,
Stunning, amazing, and full of appeal,
Why would you want to go back to a life
Of nothing but a dagger,
That all-ending knife?
Because in the truth
There are so many lies,
Thinking up demons,
Muffling screams and cries.
Hold me togeher
As I fall apart.
Don't look for my failures,
You won't know where to start.
Hold my hand,
Sing softly to me,
My mind is a lock,
But a heart is the key.
A sad small girl
A sad little world
You can break my bones
But I'll never die for you.
Break me apart
And rip me to shreads,
You'll never solve the mysteries
Brewing in our heads.
I don't live for you,
But rather I live in spite of,
I'll never let go,
Never buckle under the might of
Your lies and your hate.
I may no longer know
Right from wrong,
But my endurance is tremendous,
And my will is strong.
I might see things
That you don't see,
But everyone's different,
And you're certainly different from me.
A sad small girl
A sad little world
You can break my bones
But I'll never die for you.
Light up a candle,
Wave it and mourn.
You'll hear no screams of defeat,
Only disappointment and scorn.
Because no matter how small,
How fragile the girl,
She's been through it all,
Alone in her world.
Sure, now she's finished,
Her journey at an end,
But what an inspiration,
What a miraculous trend.
She may be gone forever,
But forever's not long.
The hope is still there,
The will is still strong.
One final glance
At this world she'll never make.
One final tear,
And then I'll break.
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Comments
Eddsworld Says:
Who is in the prev pic?
This may be the most beautiful peom I've read by you.Truly it was long .but it was worht the time to read a peom of a sad girl.Reminds me of many things and the feelings we have inside..when certain feelings are to strong and we hide them too long they either break us or break loose.Overall good job.This throughingly proves peoms that don't rythm completly can be beautiful too.You definatly got the meaning right set. -shoots the fave button-
Ness Says:
Whoa.. it felt kinda like you trying to talk to someone... and at the same time it felt like the wordsd were screaming at me.... screaming hidden things that I didn't want to hear. U_U
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It is a beautiful poem, and the preview pic's cool. You're pretty (Please don't take that the wrong way
"Hold me togeher
As I fall apart.
Don't look for my failures,
You won't know where to start.
Hold my hand,
Sing softly to me,
My mind is a lock,
But a heart is the key"
I love that, especially the last two lines of it. :) Very poetic indeed.
I know I'm pretty much just a nobody to you (and practically everyone else), but if you ever need some random person to talk to, who really can't hurt you in any way.. I am here and am a good listener. Just a thought.
-ness
Der Sensenmann Says:
Lawls. The scythe.
. . .
Jesus. I don't think I could ever write anything like this. It's a narrative, obviously, but so selfless.
Bravo.
maRIK COSSman Says:
i love the poem...it's so pretty and i love the scythe...it looks like you need a hug...i wish i was there to give you one!!
Shadow Oblivious 07 Says:
wow awesome, i totally loved it! Cool prev pic too, anyways i really enjoyed reading it and cant wait to read more. keep up the great work