"I could tell from the beginning you, you
were the kind to tint me in shades of
abuse and I was the type to accept it."

wow that hit me so hard....
I just got off the phone with someone
and this was exactly the feeling that came
to my mind when the conversation was done

this person is mistreating me and I am taking it just like that

Auch..

another amazing piece
"Your heart doesn't beat, it blooms"-Alysia

you're turning into one of the best writers on here and no one can say it ain't so.

I do like the egg metaphor... the stripped emotions deep within this piece is very intense chels...

edit: I didn't mean to have that so short... I clickied submit by mistake..

I feel a sense of heartache, dripped with unanswered questions throughout this piece... its very gripping... awesome piece by you~

Chelsey, you write these poems so beautifully, the emotion is always so purely portrayed and the metaphors you use are beyond me but girl, you have a way of writing, where it just drags me in and makes me ache for more, I am loving all of your writes, brilliant girl!!!

We all start in this world as an egg.
Everyone develops and grows into a being,
but I have not. I still remain in shell form and
you have cracked me to the point of bleeding
a divine substance that prevents me from living.

- I have never came across this idea before and I am in awe of you for expressing this. Comparing yourself to the egg and how easily it is broken is very clever. A great opening because it holds so much interesting lines we have to read on to know more about where you are going with this one.

I am a mere example of what fragile looks like.
Yet, you were still careless.
You knew I was different.

That I had a thin layer of coating and any
mishandling, scrape, or tap,
endangered my life and who I'd become.

- really well worded here how you have been damaged so much that you feel this fragile, like anything which would hurt you would indeed just break you. This person knew this so you trusted them with this knowledge which they obviously didn't follow through so well. :(

Do not act like my feelings were as white
as I. My emotions were immersed in color
and they constantly dyed your cuticles
when you dipped into them.

You didn't know I was paying attention
when you were scrubbing stained skin.
Did you?

- It is clear they messed you around and let you down and totally took away your trust which you gave them.Sounds like they are trying to blame you for their mistakes and choices.

I could tell from the beginning you, you
were the kind to tint me in shades of
abuse and I was the type to accept it.

Perhaps I should question, was I really
the exterior? Or was I the yolk who
already lost their chance of living
when I was put out in the cold?

- Those two stanzas are so powerful Chels Chels because it shows how little you have felt about yourself that you could think this was all you were meant for. Like you deserved nothing better so would just accept this. I also like how you bring into the poem the different parts of the yoke because they are two very different comparisons but both have been described with the same deep emotion.

Maybe that's why I was mistreated
because you saw me for who I am.
Lifeless, yet trapped.

- Strong ending, you are questioning why this happened to you, why they hurt you this way as if they had seen something weak in you which you hadn't realised but now this is what you have come up with to explain it.

Really sad piece Chels, clever but sad. <3