not long ago

not long ago

A Poem by fen
"

childhood and female rage

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not long ago, i was still a kid.
i can't remember much from those years
but i can feel that little girl somewhere around here.

not long ago, i was still a kid
but i was mature for my age
so, have things really changed?

not long ago, i was still a kid
and i loved flowers
not because they were pretty
but because they knew how to rot;

and i loved red
for blood
and not because it was close to girly pink
but because it looked the same way
my rage felt like;

and i loved music,
loud music,
louder than my thoughts,
louder than the voices behind the door;

and i loved snow
because my hands were also always cold,
because that white hell always felt like home;

and i loved poetry
not because it taught me how to love
but because it let me put a curse on anyone;

and i loved i loved i loved,
too much, never enough;
the kid hid away
not long
and took everything with
and i still
don't know,
where did
she go?

© 2023 fen


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Such an intense poem, more negatives than positives.. Perhaps is time to find the latter, not search for that young gir. She spent so much time in the dark; never happy to find brightness and calm.
Youth is a muddle, most adults can and do recall their earlier feelings. It is a time to find what seems best for self, find honest reactions from inside self. But, for me, it was and even now is a time to find even snatches of happiness because if happy with self, one can be happy with others. This is a very special poem. you have laid out your feelings, tis time to see the best rather than the dark, perhaps.
Am here if ever needed.

Posted 1 Year Ago



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Added on September 14, 2023
Last Updated on September 14, 2023
Tags: poetry, girlhood, childhood, religion, feminine, drama, love, selflove, identity, female rage

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fen
fen

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20 y/o writter with too many thoughts in her head and emotions in her heart. i mainly write about love, heartbreak and identity, and i don't know why but i have a weird tendency to mention dark the.. more..

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A Poem by fen