Broken Glass

by firexdancer   Dec 18, 2007


Who knew?
Down my drain at night, flow rivers of red blood,
each little bloody drop a token of my love,
not for myself, do not mistake, this smile on my face,
each laugh, each word not for mine but for your sake.
The truth is I'm a coward, trembling in the dark,
afraid that I'll be seen for what I am, a torn and dusty heart.
These scars, not marks of bravery, I enjoy the pain.
They tempt me with their being, saying that I'm so close to being free.
Yet still I stand, alone and scared, my hand reaching for the blades, because if I ever went too far, if I ever reached what I craved, who would I hurt? who would be left behind?
I don't want sympathy.
Just a smile is good enough for me, a hug, a hand to help me stand back up after I've been shoved down, a shouler to lean on when I can't stand on my own.
Is happiness too much to ask?
The slightest little warmth can melt the coldest ice.
But there's no warmth for me.
And crystals sparkle in my veins, my heart, my tortured mind.
I don't even know why sorrow clouds my eyes, because the world should be bright.
Yet the darkness keeps me in, the broken shards of crystal causing even me to grin.
Don't get me wrong, this mask upon my face, it doesn't smile in happiness.
I'm too good at lying, and my blood leaves no trace.
What happened to that little girl, who I once was?
I guess I learned that it's easier to hide your pain, though there should be none at all.
I learned that wishes don't come true.
Life really should be kind.

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  • 16 years ago

    by BlueEyedMystery

    Usually I prefer stanzas, but every poem I've read by you is so captivating that I don't care that they're not in stanzas. You draw me in and make me feel all of your emotion.

    These scars, not marks of bravery, I enjoy the pain.

    ^^ I enjoy the pain...This hits home so hard for me. Those words just keep ringing in my ears. They're stuck in my head and I know they won't go away anytime soon.

    Is happiness too much to ask?

    ^^ It really seems that way doesn't it..? Happiness is too much to ask for.

    I don't even know why unhappiness clouds my eyes, because the world should be bright.

    ^^ I just have a little suggestion. I don't like the word "unhappiness" for some reason.. maybe you could change it to sorrow or something similiar?

    I'm too good at lying, and my blood leaves no trace.

    ^^ Again, I'm exactly the same way.. I don't even have to think about lying anymore. I just do it. It's so natural now. :\

    I learned that wishes don't come true.
    Life really should be kind.

    ^^ Amazing ending. It really sums everything up. *sighs* I wish wishes did come true.. that'd be great.

    Another amazing poem from Gaby!

    Keep writing!
    Cayce

  • 16 years ago

    by Kitten

    Great poem i loved the line "I learned that wishes don't come true" it is so true

  • 16 years ago

    by Beautiful Forever

    I consider this a "Poetic write" instead of a poem. You used your feelings and wrote them out without an actual style. Which always turns out amazing, much like this. I loved it, it was very strong and flowing with emotion! 5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by Kayla

    Wow, Gab... such a powerful poem! To be honest, I had no idea you could write like this with how cheerful and happy you always seem to be. I do love this poem very much! I could tell it came straight from the heart and was very deep. The emotions were so intense, I could feel them pouring out of the poem... great job! I love ya girlie, keep up the amazing job! 5/5 <3 <3 <3

    ~Kayla~

  • 17 years ago

    by Loved In Hell

    Wow alot can relate but still you have your own view on things which is good i loved this write great job gabby, 5/5

    laura

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