Tell Me Life is BeautifulA Poem by Melody TelleriaTell me life is beautiful. It seems so ugly and I don't know why they think I have it all. While I grew up nothing was what it seemed. All my dreams were once true, but then they broke my mind, a tragic, never ending fall.
I'm lost, I'm lost, the universe so vast and I can't find myself. Lost in the fear that i'll screw up and my soul will be taken away. I cling on, barely, feeling the balance dangerously sway. It's innocence lost, peeled aside, hands on my waist saying everything will be just fine.
How to know that it was the beginning of self loath, the belief that I would never be more than a lady of the night. Feeling used, and it's a feeling I could never really shake. But truly it's discovery of human ugliness, stepping carefully, for all around are land mines.
And still no ones going to take my soul away, lingering memories are webs ensnaring the opportunity for life free and happy. Theres a fire inside me that used to burn with rage, a crazed beast breaking free of its cage. Until hands reached out and gently cradled my heart, softened the fire so that it glowed beautifully in love and meaning found.
For when I peered closely between the cracks, I could see the beams of light waiting to be set free of the stifling of night. I drank in it, like a lover kissing me hard and wild, feeling that spark of electricity just waiting to lose control. And with my head held high, feeling like a beauty queen with heels and hair done up, I felt I could fly.
It's making me crazy, I must say, making me crazy to find escape into the sunshine. In the summertime, dozing under warm rays and sipping cherry coke as I lounge in a bikini waiting to be kissed by the sun... That's when I feel beautiful.
And it's tinged with sadness because I only want to find the purpose, the reasons, for why my eyes are still framed with melancholy. Summertime sadness that rides by my side all year long. Someone said I was an exotic flower, my fragrance a dangerous allure, that amidst being tainted and flawed, my penetrating gaze brought devotion and awe.
They say life is beautiful. And so it is. It's raw, it's more beautiful than a night sky unsullied by man made lights. And when I look at the stars, I find peace and believe we'll all be alright. © 2013 Melody TelleriaReviews
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Added on January 25, 2013Last Updated on January 26, 2013 AuthorMelody TelleriaCAAboutI am: a reader, quite sentimental, a carnivore, a lover of history, sad that I couldn't experience other eras, eager for travel, a lover of all things antiquated, a sucker for classic novels, hardback.. more..Writing
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