I have been in Ruins because a lover decided I was no longer good enough for him and instead of telling me, he cheated and waited for me to figure it out myself.
That was his fault not mine.
I have been in Ruins because instead of fixing my problems, I found temporary solutions which included; Alcohol, Drugs, and Suicidal thoughts.
Those were a choice.
I was in Ruins because I finally found myself and he came a long and ruined it.
I was raped that night and started using again.
I was in Ruins because every time I got back on my feet, something else bad had to happen.
That never stopped me from trying again though.
I am not in Ruins,
I am in a world where bad things happen and we have to get back on our feet every time something else tears us down.
I love it. It's very powerful and has a good rhythm. There was one section, something else bad had to happen. I read it as something else bad happened to me before I realized I read it wrong. I think that way sounds more personal. Something bad didn't just happen, it happened to her. I like the way the three coping mechanisms are listed. It's clinical almost like out of a psych textbook. I think it contrasts nicely with the personal and emotional nature of the rest of the piece. I agree though that suicide stands out as different than the other two. I think self harm like cutting might fit better there. I loved it though and I actually didn't percieve it as sad. I found it hopeful, even more so because it showed the journey from despair to hope.
Interesting, I entered the poem expecting it to be about old castles, instead it launches into emotional states of ruin. Very clever. As well, having walked through ruined castles and other historical sites I always came away from them with a sense of sadness, loss. Your poem generates the same feelings right up to the end, but then finishes with, if not exactly a happy ending, at least one that is positive and uplifting. Really well done.
I love it. It's very powerful and has a good rhythm. There was one section, something else bad had to happen. I read it as something else bad happened to me before I realized I read it wrong. I think that way sounds more personal. Something bad didn't just happen, it happened to her. I like the way the three coping mechanisms are listed. It's clinical almost like out of a psych textbook. I think it contrasts nicely with the personal and emotional nature of the rest of the piece. I agree though that suicide stands out as different than the other two. I think self harm like cutting might fit better there. I loved it though and I actually didn't percieve it as sad. I found it hopeful, even more so because it showed the journey from despair to hope.
Love the flow. The repetition of being in ruins concluding with the realization that you're not actually in ruins delivers a powerful message. I wouldn't change a thing!
I'm sure I could tell you some of those cute little sayings like, “Hey, today is the first day of the rest of your life” but that's all crap, isn't it. Human beings are survivors. We endure. Yea, we are capable of doing terrible things, but then again, we invented fudgesicles.
So hey, buck-up, dust yourself off, get back on the horse, every cloud has a silver lining, the sun will come up tomorrow, it's always darkest before the dawn. Or just say “f**k-it” and start over. It'll probably be raining tomorrow anyway.
And keep writing. You have something to say. That's better than most of us.
I can feel the sad and painful tone of this poem... You poem says a deeply thought out emotion... The poem flows well with story of how the poet being abused and how she got back to life every single time... Betrayal in love made her go for the temporary pleasures... The ending of the poem gives out a hopeful strong message that we must fight to come out of any situation we are in, no matter how hard it is... Well done frnd...