Handle With Care (Collab)

by Jenni Marie & Chelsey   Jan 7, 2013


Can you hear it? The sound of betrayal that
lingers outside windows of those who have
been deceived. Or perhaps its louder around
my windowpane because that's exactly what
I'm in, pain, and you left your dirty fingerprints
smeared on the glass that now clouds my view.

As a wise artist once said you'll always be my hero
even if your fingertips are scrabbling up the absalt
not knowing where to go, always fumbling, and
desperately clinging onto that love we kept stating
existed. For whoever said love was wrapped in a little
bow, all tidy and neatly wrapped in a cute package clearly
never knew true love or knew what it meant to be so
hysterically in lust or want or greed.

My understanding is that our love came in a soggy, half taped,
cardboard box, that postmen leave on porches.
Fragile and damaged before we even began, but I never
believed in glittered romances, perfect from the get-go. I
knew we weren't normal, but I didn't know you
were going to leave because of it.

And I truly never expected you to become one of those parcels
where it didn't matter if you were delivered or not, it didn't matter if
you were dispatched to the correct address, or if I truly believed
you were meant to arrive within my hands as an unopened gift.
Resting unopened, unwanted, and lost forever in the junk
of the delivery mans truck.

I regret treating you like you weren't treasured. I regret not
telling you, I've never had someone, something, some place like you...
I never knew you were breakable, but you didn't know I was glass.
Now I'm stuck here wondering, who hurt who?

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  • 11 years ago

    by BlueJay

    Can you hear it? The sound of betrayal that
    lingers outside windows of those who have
    been deceived. Or perhaps its louder around
    my windowpane because that's exactly what
    I'm in, pain, and you left your dirty fingerprints
    smeared on the glass that now clouds my view.

    ^^ i love this as an introduction, I love the way it pulls people in and has description. The fact it is directed towards one person or targets the reader is perfect. Great write.

    As a wise artist once said you'll always be my hero
    even if your fingertips are scrabbling up the absalt
    not knowing where to go, always fumbling, and
    desperately clinging onto that love we kept stating
    existed. For whoever said love was wrapped in a little
    bow, all tidy and neatly wrapped in a cute package clearly
    never knew true love or knew what it meant to be so
    hysterically in lust or want or greed.

    ^^ I love the voice shown here and the way it tells story, answers questions, and makes so much sense to so many people.

    My understanding is that our love came in a soggy, half taped,
    cardboard box, that postmen leave on porches.
    Fragile and damaged before we even began, but I never
    believed in glittered romances, perfect from the get-go. I
    knew we weren't normal, but I didn't know you
    were going to leave because of it.

    ^^ there is so much going on here and this is my favorite stanza.

    And I truly never expected you to become one of those parcels
    where it didn't matter if you were delivered or not, it didn't matter if
    you were dispatched to the correct address, or if I truly believed
    you were meant to arrive within my hands as an unopened gift.
    Resting unopened, unwanted, and lost forever in the junk
    of the delivery mans truck.

    I regret treating you like you weren't treasured. I regret not
    telling you, I've never had someone, something, some place like you...
    I never knew you were breakable, but you didn't know I was glass.
    Now I'm stuck here wondering, who hurt who?

    ^^ EXCELLENT CONCLUSION!!! wow. I especially like the fact you ended with a question. Fantastic.

    To be quite honest I don't know what to say about the rest of the piece in the breakdown format, but i do love it. Each line is wonderful each stanza is capturing. Great write.

    More people need to read this, it's full of emotion and has a unique perspective on a rather over used topic. The words were precise and a grand choice. Your flow is wonderful and I am a massive fan of the way you managed to blend two beautiful voices.

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