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Illogical Minor
Posted On 06/19/08 @ 07:33 PM by Soulexact
they told me I would amount 2 nothing, their words would impact my dreams, they adressed me as if I were no-one, which provoked my inner screams, and I screamed and screamed, but only loud enough 4 me 2 hear, but what I wasn't so certain of, is if they could see through me so clear, and there I was standing as transparent as a freshly wiped window, not as exposed as I thought I was but visible enough 2 make a difference, it was obvious that I was in pain, obvious that I was struggling 2 stay sane, in complete dislocation, I was living in total vain, ....my movements were circumscribed, I was stuck, but who are they 2 ridicule me when my thin strings are being plucked, who are they 2 intimidate me when they're in their beds at night safely tucked, who are they 2 judge me, who are they? just people that I let restrain me from my goals, people of robust, so I strike back once just 2 recriminate, then retreat 2 my room and wait 4 them 2 retaliate, just when I think that I can look back 2 where I've been, I wake up 2 another morning when it all happens again,

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09/01/08 @ 03:05 AM

It say's you're 16 but your writing style is mean. You show depth and courage to explore your range and it's strange, you don't seem in the least bit illogical. On the contrary, the true impact of your dream has been realized as this poem exposes your chronological progression into womanhood as you find yourself, wake up and find yourself.  You are not very far from your goal.
Keep on writing, you will only get better at it. The Best ones always do.
Peace and Love.
     Dirtywork54 





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