Band Aids Are Only Temporary

by xTheEcstasyOfSuicidex   Oct 30, 2007


They say getting back up is easier the third time.

It isn't.

I've found, with time, we're nothing but like that of a picture; a beautiful memory that once - with some objections - was something but is now only a wavering piece of paper that could just as easily disintegrate as it could catch on fire.

They told me if I didn't think too hard about it, I could easily convince myself it hadn't really happen. I once believe that line was for people who wanted to give up.

"Shhh, it's a secret," I once whispered into your hair which smelt strongly of chemicals.
But, (like everything else) that was probably a lie.
I'd never tell you a secret.

Like this picture we hold so delicately in our hands, it could so easily tear. From the chemicals departing from your hair I could easily say (with much detest) how weak you really are.

It's a gift, some say, to be ugly. A simple blessing to be
a burden, I would think. At least you would know they thought of you. It's like you could read minds . . .

(Could you read mine . . .?)
Such a trembling thought.

And over time, I've found we're like the sun on a one day trip; we grown just as he does he day, turning the brightest at the height of our day and growing dark when we're at lowest. It's nice to be symbolic, but who understands it anyways? You've grown. That's all that matters. You've grown and you've changed. You think it's for the better, but who would want to be so much like a picture that if you so much as get touched by an element of nature you either disintegrate or are reduced to a puddle of uselessness, no longer depicting anything.

Who would want to be so much like it that if you so much as apply a little force exerting in opposite directions, you separate your ways . . . all with one little bit of peer pressure. For shame.

You're nothing but a picture, a beautiful memory that once meant something, but now has no faulty meaning.
And then, with the figure that you have no faulty meaning, I remember what my parents had always told me: "Getting back up is easier the third time."

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  • 14 years ago

    by Hollymariee

    This is very nicely written .. I often find it hard to see poetic qualities in a free verse , but you managed to create some pretty decent imagery . The title is good too . 5/5

  • 15 years ago

    by Mommy And Me

    This piece of prose really caught my attention. there were some things i just wanted to read over and over again tieing it back into my own life at the moment, it was beautiful. I'm sure it means something diffrent to you then it does to me, but really when it comes down to it, anything written on a piece of paper will be inturpreted diffrent by all who reads its. What a great piece of work dear.

  • 16 years ago

    by Nia Warfeld

    Amazing...You are so talented, and very in touch with yourself (Feelings)

    XX3 Nia

  • 16 years ago

    by Gizmo

    You're nothing but a picture, a beautiful memory that once meant something, but now has no faulty meaning.
    And then, with the figure that you have no faulty meaning, I remember what my parents had always told me: "Getting back up is easier the third time." - the last stanza as absolutely brilliant i appauld you for that.

    the style was unique more of a story than poem, with an individual kick which you added by yourself, it has this sarcasm (i don't even no if that would be the right word.) its thoughts like go through your head on a page.

    great metaphors and personification in places.

    i believe in that- getting up the third time is easier.-i mean. its never gonna be completely easy but its a hell of a lot easier than the first.

    you also have great lanuage skills, as well as a great flare for writing- and i hop eyou never stop writing for your a truely great poet.

    a negative then, possible could have given it more structure, i found it kinda hard to read, but its not a big deal.

    amy x

  • 16 years ago

    by Alvaro

    " It's nice to be symbolic, but who understands it anyways? You've grown."

    Isnt that a cruel joke on all of us. Not from your words but the truth within them. i love the whole poem like any other person would say from the way you finished every period. Just this line caught me more than the rest. Different from what i read but it didnt matter at all

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