Sick Of Me

by Void   Sep 3, 2007


Just because the paint has run out,
doesn't mean the picture is done.
What gives you the right to crush my dream,
simply because I'm broken.
I watch your looks, your moves, your disturbing little glances;
The only thing you have left to live for now, is to remind me
-Remind me that I'm not good enough without him.
That I can't do things on my own,
Or at least I never could before.
Telling me that all my lies have grown, and truth is no longer an option.

*Words are on your paper,
but you're thinking too damn hard.
All the words you thought you knew,
stand like tiny shards.
Shards of glass that strike your skin,
Though they shoot from deep within.

-You call yourself a soldier, in a battle you won't win.

When my pencil breaks, I can just sharpen it again.
I know I can... I think I can.
Why don't you believe in me?
My words are still coming out aren't they?

*Words are on your paper, but you're thinking too damn hard.
All the words you think of, are leaving you with scars.
Not the letters written, but the ones that won't come out,
Your hand is stuck here trembling in words of your self doubt.

-You call yourself a soldier in this feat-less drought.
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OK, so I definitely don't think this sounds done - but I don't want to keep going on with it, for two reasons. One being that I'm starting to force myself onto it, and another because I'm not sure people will see the poem for all it's meant to be...
Please tell me what you think...Everything. Good and/or bad (especially if this bad = horrible)

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  • 17 years ago

    by Veronica

    I think this is fantastic. The form reminds me of how songs should be written. The over all flow is lovely there are some parts that seem longer and out of place but that always happen, you cant fit what you want to say into a small enough space. So i understand. Over all i loved this poem, its not hard to figure out but it takes some brain power, which i love so see. I think you are extremely talented and I get what your saying. I once dated this guy and once he left me all his friends and my friends kinda shunned me as if i were nothing with out him and i really miss some of their friendships.
    I get from the poem that your trying to find yourself. good luck to you and to everyone else out there looking for who they truely are. You are braver than most :)

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