Oh, I LOVE IT! So many beautiful words you used to tell what the word fragile means. It's just amazing, we all have those days were we haven't cried for a while and we finally just break down. :D
So many walk through those fragile days.. wondering about their weaknesses and self... feeling so frail.. Your confessions here are beautifully voiced in that gray sadness...
Lauren your words are quite exquisite to describe ones emotions in a semi-shattered state. I could see your pain in each line as it describes the as if…the shattering description was quite vivid in my mind as I thought maybe she would reach her hand out and hold on for dear life. Instead, I found myself visualizing the hardship of the long distance friendship that gripped me with this phrase “ A gashing hole where a heart should’ve been.” The emotion here was extremely powerful and couldn’t be further the truth.
I enjoyed reading this poem, and reading your expressions as well. Ralphy
I agree with Lilly below, many a reader will relate to this,
for deep down we are all capable of being shattered into
a million little pieces.
The burden that is our emotional brain and our heart, haha.
Another wonderful piece of poetry.
I know the emptiness feeling, I know what it's like to be torn apart. To be laughed at, told you did something wrong. I know what it's like to have someone tell you, you are no longer good enough, you are no longer able to fulfill their needs. YOU ARE A PIECE OF S**T! Yes Lauren I have been there. I know the pain I know it well.
You have a great piece, that touches me. It hurts me, because it reminds me of the past. My past, My past with her....when she decided to leave me. To leave me for another. She said I was too controlling, too angry. She said I had a problem with everything and she couldn't take it anymore. She broke me Lauren, she broke me.
And I see you know what it's like too. So close to being on the brink of total madness....like me. Like me....who does what he has too to punish her. I want to punish her for everything she did to me. SHE DID THIS TO ME and to herself Lauren, do you think she understands that, do you think she will understand it when I cut off her pretty f*****g head? I think she will.
This was such a beautiful piece! Every word you wrote seemed to come straight from your heart, making this a really believable and moving write. The imagery that you created of a gashing hole and broken pieces worked really effectively in capturing that desperate, fragile tone, and I thought that the last line 'Handle with care...' was the perfect way to end the poem. Great work,
~PaperHearts
I enjoy writing poetry, usually just what comes to me. I write for me, it's like just something that I need to get out. Whatever hits me at the moment I start jotting down, on sticky notes, napkins.... more..