Requiem To Myself

It's just about realizing how fast your life can be turned upside down if you don't pay attention to little details. And no, i have never been abused...this is for those who have.

 Time circles round my head then stops. 

My mind falls to the floor, 'clinking' as it drops.

When this happens the truth is wasted.

I've lost hold of hope, who's comfort i once tasted.

I jump up and down SCREAMING IT OUT! 

Not to my surprise, my words are without.

She looks as though she just might choke.

She pretends as though her life is simply a joke.

Her face twisted, all matted and bruised 

Now she has realized she's become the abused.

She touches the spot and it twinges with pain. 

My eyes widen as she becomes the insane.

I reach my hand for her as her pain was about to pass.

I lean my body and stretch it out, as my fingertips feel the silvery glass.

I snap my head up in horror, and now she's perfection.

It was then that i realized it was just my reflection.

 

Author's Note

Tell Me if you love it or if you don't please be honest!!

Reviews

[Wolfhilde]

I liked your poem very much. The ending is very good. well done :)

[Britt Foster]

I'm sorry about your mother; may her soul be incarnated into another beautiful life.

I like the poem a lot though; there's a lot of emotion and depth to this. I love the imagery of a mind clinking to the floor. Keep up the good work!

[Livana Lowell]

Aw man, well, may your mom dance with God in heaven.

I like the poem, though. The truth becomes only a mirror of what we truly desire.

I love the ending because it kind of freaked me out in the good, thrilling way.

By the way, this line seems a little forced to ryhme to me, which threw me off rhythm: "Not to my surprise, my words are without." It was a little confusing. I don't quite understand, feel free to help me out.

[An Angels Daughter]

This is Savannah guys, yes i do have two pages on this site. I just wanted to say i was going through these poems and things and i realized that, that date i wrote this poem...was the day before my mother passed away. I'm glad you all like it, at the same time it saddens me to think that this was what i was thinking the day before my mothers death. It feels as though my life was torn away from me. For those of you that know i have another poem on this page called 'No Longer A Home' and it was specifically about my mother and what her and my father were going through at that time. No, we had absolutely no idea she would leave my family so soon, we knew that she would eventually because of what kind of condition she was in physically, but It was so sudden, she was at the hospital overnight and she was supposed to come home the next day, the doctors told us that she was fine. around midnight an infection developed

[.Bunnie.]

Kickass!!!! I can totally hear it in my head. The ending was awesome...where you realize she's you. I absolutely loved it. Look forward to reading more from you!

[Hello, Goodbye]

A very curious and interesting piece... I did enjoy reading it.