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Compartment 114
Compartment 114
"LOCKED MEMORIES"

"LOCKED MEMORIES"

A Poem by Broken Girl

 

What lies behind that pretty smile,
is the girl that she’s hidden, for quite a while.

She’s had her trials of ups and downs,
laughs and loves, and seldom frowns.

Memories fade, yet won’t go away,
when tragedies come, they come here to stay.

She tries so hard to correct all the wrong,
but sometimes she breaks, and can no longer be strong.

It’s times like these, that she drowns in the past,
sadness takes over, the laughter can’t last.

Her sweet dreams are murdered, by nightmares that haunt,
the angels shed tears, for the demons that taunt.

She tries to find beauty, but is reminded of pain,
whenever there’s sunshine, it’s followed by rain.

She can’t let go, though she tries so hard,
she wears emotions on her sleeve, yet keeps up her guard.

In the back of her heart there’s a tiny black box.
Bound and chained, with many locks.

Seems the pain will always be there,
so she locks the black box, and pretends not to care.

What lies behind that pretty smile…
Is the girl that she’s hidden, for quite a while.

© 2010 Broken Girl


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i like this.i like the rhyme, and the fact that a lot of us can connect with this no matter what color or race u are or what part of the world you live in, we all have something lurking behind the pretty outlook. a musician (fela) refers to it as "suffering and smiling"

Posted 14 Years Ago


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absolutely beautiful poem!

Posted 14 Years Ago


i like this.i like the rhyme, and the fact that a lot of us can connect with this no matter what color or race u are or what part of the world you live in, we all have something lurking behind the pretty outlook. a musician (fela) refers to it as "suffering and smiling"

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This made my eyes a bit watery.

Posted 14 Years Ago


Poetic beauty, and truth. Very nice!

"In the back of her heart there’s a tiny black box.
Bound and chained, with many locks."

The real question is; who does not have one of these?

Posted 14 Years Ago


This is a very well written write. Alot of pain here well expressed feelings.

Posted 14 Years Ago


the girl with the pretty smile...... that was me and sometimes i put the locks back on the box..... but theres always that one person no matter where i am who succedes in unlocking.

Posted 14 Years Ago


I agree with Jordan, mostly from personal experience. The longer you hold it all in, the longer it's going to hurt. :( Try to avoid keeping that little locked black box...

The rhyme scheme you have going is really strong in most stanzas. My favorite was probably "Her sweet dreams are murdered, by nightmares that haunt, the angels shed tears, for the demons that taunt." However, it didn't quite flow as well in others. An example: "She tries to find beauty, but is reminded of pain, whenever there’s sunshine, it’s followed by rain." Here the rhyming sounds a little forced, and this is exactly where this method falls short.

All in all, very well written. :)

Posted 14 Years Ago


Many of us hide because of past pain, the hardest thing to do is to let it all go and move on trusting that your heart can heal no matter what. The longer we hold our pain the longer we hurt. Your words were well written, good poetry.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

How do you subscribe to someones writing?

Posted 14 Years Ago


Ah, thanks guys! Your sweet, encouraging words mean a lot to me! (: I am new on here, so still trying to get the hang of this site lol.

Posted 14 Years Ago



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