Out

Taking a pearl necklace with your teeth
All the rainbow rings on your fingers
They look like a win

You never bothered asking
If this was my dream
I don’t wanna be here
I can’t feel me

You’re not allowed to play anymore
Out, out, out
I went round, round, round
I don’t wanna come out
I’m not ready
The clowns in the doorway will find me
The clocks are ticking

I wanna stay pastel
I wanna stay fresh faced
I wanna stay in my little kindergarten place
When I come out
The worms will be circling around
And I will be found

All the things they took from me
Sunrise butterflies and any semblance of pride
Still you say
Don’t be sad
Don’t be sad
It’s our merry go round now and we made it past
Thunderstorm about to kick in
I can make it last

Reviews

[lightsong]

YOU and your unique mind! your unique style! Dear 1111Cat! even when You are angry and sad, You are still true to whom You are, strong, not caring about what others say... defending your rights, your essence. "I wanna stay pastel" oh! I wanna steal this line!

[Vertigo Cat1111]

Aw, thank you so much for this review. It’s so kind and I appreciate it endlessly! (:

[Stuart Munro]

You’ve got the rights to be what you want , that’s the trouble in life , interfering people
Great poem ,thanks for the share

[Fabian G. Franklin]

The fight for survival took all my pride out of me at an early age. I had to work to eat. I had to carry water 100 yards from a spring to drink, bathe or wash my clothes. I hoed fields all day in summer, sawed trees and chopped wood all winter to stay warm. I killed and gutted animals for any meat I consumed. It did not break my spirit but it did make me humble. In my hand-me-down rags and worn out shoes I went to school and fought the other kids who laughed at me because I was poor. But I knew how to work. I knew how to get what I needed. I have zero sympathy for anyone in life. Zero. Because I come from a place where feeling sorry for yourself is a luxury one can't afford and others did not allow to be tolerated. I'm like the soldier coming home from war, sitting around the dinner table listening to the innocuous droll and drone of common day occurrences and petty squabbles among those who've never had to kill so they could live. In my world, you fight or die. But pride is something I know absolutely nothing about. I know about responsibility, hard work and sacrifice. But nothing at all about pride or sympathy. I could never afford either.

[Vertigo Cat1111]

Your story is absolutely amazing and definitely humbling. I guess we’re both the kind of people who have just learned to live without pride. I have so much empathy for everyone but over time, I think it’s shrunk or, at least I’m less tolerable. Your words are so true. Thank you for the kind review.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

You're very welcome. I have empathy. I can relate to the struggles and sufferings of others quite easily. I have no "sympathy". I do not feel sorry for others because I've never known it to do any good. It's much better to inspire them to work or fight to improve their situation in my opinion. I'm the sort believes if you give a man a fish he will be hungry again tomorrow but if you teach a man to fish he will be able to supply his own food for all his life. It's a premise that has fallen by the wayside often in many social programs and modern charities. You can't always depend on others to do your fishing or fighting for you. There's nothing like self-reliance and independence to produce and develop true freedom.

[Robert Haigh]

I read this as a kind of "rites of passage" poem. Any transition can be scary. We have to grow and we have to test our reach. All part of growing up and learning how to succeed, by first learning how to fail! A most interesting poem!

[Vertigo Cat1111]

Thank you so much! I appreciate such a kind review. (:

[John the Baptist]

Well, I can't really relate to this one, but coming out must require an ocean of courage. Anyone who does it successfully is worthy of respect.

[Vertigo Cat1111]

Thank you so, so much for the kind review. (: 💙

[S.zaynab.kamoonpury]

A fantastic poem and you express the feelings of coming of age and growing up or life developments wow! Kudos for this super muse.

Plz check out my two newest poems and also pleez comment on one of these two poems that you prefer. Thanks

[Vertigo Cat1111]

Thank you so, so much for the kind review! Very excited to check it out! (:

[supernova_thoughts]

Certainly, a beautiful way to describe anxiety. There are times, we need ourselves to push to the brim just to fall back and curl in our comfort bed. I love how I am rapping with the poem lines. Nicely written.
Take care!

[Vertigo Cat1111]

Thank you so much for the kind review. I appreciate it so much. You take care as well! 💙

[supernova_thoughts]

You too!! :)))))

[jacob erin-cilberto]

well, this is positively unnerving. I am reminded of innocence when a child, then we grow into adults in a crazy world...and as the worms are circling, we are wondering...Will that last thunderstorm be a whirlwind of success...or blow me down without having any pride left.
j.

[Vertigo Cat1111]

Thank you so much! Often times, my poetry’s job is to unnerve so at least it worked, lol. I appreciate the kind review endlessly.