Becoming Untouchable

by Baby Rainbow   Oct 17, 2013


Each person who looks into her eyes,
becomes another person to run away from.
Each smile from a stranger,
becomes a reasonable doubt to judge them
as potential danger.

Every touch becomes a flashback into
the memories that make her body freeze.
Every gift becomes a suspicion of a
deeper meaning; perhaps a bribe of silence.

Every chance of happiness becomes
something out of her reach,
something she will never deserve.
Every heart that tries to love her,
becomes broken pieces that have been
cursed by her Master's evil spell.

And every tear-drop is becoming a river
of pain, as she finds herself slowly
becoming untouchable.

Saffie
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8/10/13

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  • 11 years ago

    by Hellon

    I just want to say here...and I will come back with a proper comment on the actual poem later...(at the airport now..first time having access to the internet) I can see that you have used the third party (she) in a few of your more recent poems and I have to wonder why? I'm unsure right now if you use that to distance yourself from a personal experience or whether you are trying to portray something for an audience ...hope you understand what I mean...

    • 11 years ago

      by Baby Rainbow

      Hi Hellon, I know what you mean. I guess I do use third party when I disconnect from it, though I do not know what makes me do it since I manage sometimes, but others I do third person. I wrote about 20 poems a fortnight ago, in one night, when I needed to just get things out, so I guess this is what came out. xx

  • 11 years ago

    by Redangelwings

    This is very sad saffie. I see you personalise this person as well. I think you are saying that through this person's eyes everyone sees them as ugly. It's sad how people see other people. We judge others without getting to know them. Strangers are dangerous when you have had a bad past. This person wants to find happiness but it's hard for her. It's sad how we don't see ourselves as other people see us. I like this poem a lot because it has a deeper mean to show how people are when we are sad. You wrote something that can be related to anyone's life. The ending is sad too. You write beautiful.