demolition site

demolition site

A Poem by S.E. Conway

a demolition site

just like my life

just like my love

just like my room

inwich we shared eachothers warmth

 

how could you just walk away

how could you let me fade that way

how could you leave me here

just the way you didn't say good bye that day

 

i knew it wouldn't last

i knew that it wasn't anything fantastic

soon the pain would pass

nothing like this ever lasts

how was i to know it would hurt so much?

 

when you ripped off your glove

swung it across my face

screaming how dare you

gripping at my now red cheek

 

my heart was dead

running out of steam

how could you forget something

so amazing, so clean

how could you treat me such, when i gave you everything

you treat me like a child

you play me like a puppet

how could i be anythig more to you

than just a play thing?

 

prom tonight

spell be broken

slipper lost

betrothal forgotten

alone i sit

pretty pettal

tears invisible

behind my curtain

unable to speak

i shine brighter

i stand

and dance

alone

forgotten

spinning faster

my word changes

i lift high

in my own exuberance

beautiful as ever

i soar high above them all

for just a moment

they look at me in awe

as a priceless beauty

i am there

for them to look at

but no ones to own

forever and always

i'll be alone

as it seems

 

but how will they ever see

the demolition site inside of me?

© 2008 S.E. Conway


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i like how it breaks half way into a totally different rhythm-- it shows how you were thinking at the time.

and bringing back in the demolition site at the end of the poem produces such great unity. it brings the poem full circle.

the last two lines are remarkable, but i'm not sure of the best adjective to describe them more precisely. i'll get back to you on that one :]

Posted 16 Years Ago


I like the whole theme of this piece, but I must say
these are my favorite lines ;) Wonderful write my friend
I look forward to reading more of your work

"i am there

for them to look at

but no ones to own"

&

"but how will they ever see

the demolition site inside of me?"



Posted 16 Years Ago



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S.E. Conway
S.E. Conway

roswell, GA



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