Guest Passionsrejected05 Posted December 18, 2002 Report Posted December 18, 2002 My heart is open : I walk down this cold and lonesome trail, my tears are frozen to my face. I hear a voice in the distance, is it my name? I turn but no one is there, and so I continue. The harsh wind tears through my body but nothing is as cold as my heart. The only pain I feel is from within, a broken heart partially repaired then ripped open again. Then crushed to the ground by people who can never love me, never care about me, only want to use me. In the distance, I hear you call. “Where are you?” I scream but no one answers, is there someone out there waiting for me? I want to love you, I want to need you, I only ask one thing, “Can you ever love me?” No one answers so I continue on…. .The crying is getting louder now, the whispers are getting harsher, “no one will ever love you, your just the stupid fat girl everyone despises!” Your never going to be good enough, why should we bother with you? “Your never going to make it!” My Heart cries out begging them to stop, but they won’t the taunting is everywhere now, in the mirror, on the street , they all laugh at me I know it’s true, so I cry out, fall on my face. I REALLY AM THE DISGRACE. Friday, October 18, 2002
SoaringIcarus Posted December 29, 2002 Report Posted December 29, 2002 You are beautiful. Good atmosphere you set, it's something timeless I believe everyone on The Pen can relate to. I hope things have gotten at least a little better since this was originally writen. -SoaringIcarus
Guest Mister Burrofoot Posted December 30, 2002 Report Posted December 30, 2002 I like how you incorporated the quotes into the *poem*.. Its very interesting.. And remember, how people view you doesnt matter, who you are is who you are on the inside.. =) *hugs*
Guest Carlyan the Wise Posted December 31, 2002 Report Posted December 31, 2002 *sighs* *realizes he doesn't want to read deeply into this and make a fool out of himself* I was just going to state that I really liked the word choices in the poem, particularly the line that went "but nothing is as cold as my heart". I got a chill when I read that, honestly. Good writing.
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