broken girlA Poem by Elleannatashahopelessness can't win... can it????Sometimes it seeps into every pore and crevice Fear; doubt; sabotage... and I'm scared That I'm so broken nothing can fix me that I'm too broken for anyone to accept.
I need to sit in silence with all the pieces And find a way to mend them back together; So maybe the wounds won't be so raw and I wouldn't feel everything so deeply.
It's no ones fault I am this way. Its a million little moments and Memories Of pain. That hollowing out you get when you believe so hard - then break.
It becomes hard to judge friend from foe, when they came cleverly masked as each other so often. Then fighting and defending becomes your default A prison that keeps you safe from everyone except yourself...
And I wonder, did I draw it all too me? That is what i believe in after all and if so what am I supposed to learn? That we are all capable of being the blade or the shield?
There is a loneliness in all that questioning. A sense of hopelessness that never leaves. A belief that after you've been carved out so much And still held steadfast and optimistic...
that it's all just the same coming round again And I don't know if it's self fulfilling prophecy Or just the collective brokenness of us all; And I wish I didn't wonder about any of it.
Because it only makes me feel alone
and a little crazy
for caring at all. © 2013 ElleannatashaReviews
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1 Review Added on June 11, 2013 Last Updated on June 11, 2013 AuthorElleannatashaSaint Louis, MOAboutWanderer... Musing over all the delights and absurdities by spinning them into word feasts. Drink a little. Have a slice. I like the rabbit hole. I feel very at home there. more..Writing
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