Platform

by Jenni Marie   Jul 27, 2013


Her only contact is that of self abuse
and the demons whispering cruelly
inside of her mind. Eyes glazed over;
glassy with unshed tears and the people
she used to consider her friends
no longer come around.

They're too scared to approach her,
too scared to attempt talking
to her anymore, because the girl
they once knew has disappeared
overtaken with fragility and doubt
and every negative emotion shadowing
her once brightly lit days with the most
stormiest of skies.

And everyone seemed to give up
on her so easily, that she simply
doesn't care anymore and the only
contact she allows is between herself
and the razor blade

she's too far gone with depression
to allow herself to begin trusting those
she once held dear to her heart once again.

So she stands alone; on her own
little platform, truly apart from
others-and widowed from love.

*Baby Rainbow's Challenge

Prompts:

Approach with caution
the inner voice
contact
shattered trust
shadow of doubt
widow on the hill

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  • 11 years ago

    by Athanael

    This is a nice poem about loneliness, as a consequence of not so good feelings that life might have generated, forcin someone to live on her (it's a female in this case) own platform, pretty much isolated from everybody else. But even so, she is yet to know that this platform only exists in her mind because there are still people who will approach her and make her feel good, and those who had given up on her weren't worth her time. Because it's just natural to go through harsh times in life and that needs to be accepted, because it's ok to feel bad about things at times and that doesn't mean that this same person who's isolated herself into her platform can't actually make you feel great once you get to know her.

    And the beauty of it all is that she is a fragile crystal gem surrounded by an aura of melancholy, the same kind of aura that might keep some people away, too afraid to approach the gem and discover her hidden and secret treasures .... whose only beholder will be the one who can see things beyond, courageous enough to go through the stormy clouds, and revealing a beauty that was never known to others.

  • 11 years ago

    by BlueJay

    I love the way you used the promts here, excellent piece, emotion, style, all of it is amazing.

  • 11 years ago

    by Tara Kay

    Great use of these prompts Jen, and how you were able to interpret them in a way that came to this genre...as I would think that the prompt of "the inner voice" brought you into this genre, as with the voices of depression we harbour, and the others were tied in with this.

    Whether you wrote from experience, (as I assume you did), or from another, it came to be that this piece resonated with me, and of course, all can be said is that once again, you brought emotion to a piece, wrote with a graceful, if somewhat saddened pen and therefore created a write that can be unique while cliche...

    As always, you know I love the way you write, this was different from you, but as always, greatly enjoyed
    x

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