Savior

A poem from the point of view of my oldest character. She's pretty bitter- I'm normally not this angry, I promise.

It's sweet,
the way they think
that I'm going to be their savior-
the way they stare
like maybe,
just maybe,
they're going to catch my eye,
pull me in;
yes, sweet.
What else would you call it
if a thousand
different
men,
murderers and swine,
thought that maybe
they could sweep you away,
wanted maybe,
for just one
moment,
to believe you loved them?

It's amazing,
what men will do for power,
for eternity.

Author's Note

Pick it apart, please! ^.^

Reviews

[courtney]

i loved the poem. it flowed and caught my attention right off the top. but then i dnt write poetry and dnt know much about it other than this is very lovely.

[Adeline]

SO true what you wrote in this poem, I love it. Keep writing!

[Nannon]

Iiiii personally think that Alai is super bitter, go her. Also, I think that I am not a huge fan of free verse, until I am. This one is good, though it kind of jumps around in style and word patterns.

All and all, darling, I like.