Sometimes I feelA Poem by Absentee Reality CheckSometimes I feel as fragile as a crystal glass, yet nowhere near as clear and pure.It feels sometimes as though the past is carved indelibly, harsh and red, into my flesh. As though it drips freshly inked on my skin and faded bruises flash caution-sign blatant upon my body screaming flaws that have been tentatively shrouded in the illusion of normalcy. Time-padded scars sit just under the surface and rage in agony at a glancing blow by the inadvertent comments dialing into the just-then memories leaving me as raw as the days after when antiseptic scents and sterile rooms occupied the full continuum of time, when my mind still grasped to halt the replay of garish-colored pain daubed harshly with betrayal. It feels sometimes that I am badly-tempered steel fiercely strong and terribly brittle, that I look straight at my mirror self and see a patchwork of imperfections held together by the barest thread of the false strength of a mirage, that actions cut so deeply years later that they leave me flayed open. It feels sometimes that I walk still wounded, that friendship can only patch over some defects butleaves some laying barefaced on my fresh glossy surface, that I will never be whole again only a partially re-assembled doll with a painted on smile.
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3 Reviews Added on February 4, 2012 Last Updated on October 25, 2012 AuthorAbsentee Reality CheckVAAboutMyMottos- how i live my life " The Bible Contains six admonismanet to homosexuals and three hundred and sixty-two admonisments to heterosexuals.That dosen't mean God dosen't love heterosexuals, he ju.. more..Writing
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