chels335
21-02-2008, 12:18 AM
Sometimes I
don't want
to be
found.
Hiding in the skin of someone I'm not.
When people look, I am transparent -
Skeleton leaves skittering across a vacant lot.
You think you know me, see me,
pink fluff, captain of the cheerleading team.
You don't: I am a mistaken identity,
a question mark; things are never just what they seem.
I am an untouchable pinned-down butterfly.
My wings are held back, I am a prisoner here.
Here in everyone's reality, this rampant chaos
which we call life, consisting of everything to fear.
Here: this looming house with glass
embedded in the walls.
"Sanctuary, sanctuary!" I try and listen for
the familiar sounds of Hope through my calls.
For Rent signs in the trailer park
Whispered murmurs of untold past.
I walk by so melancholy,
It's been ages since I came here last.
My dearest ones are gone,
and the threatening idea of Time
has taken its toll on my tear-stained life;
Death has no reason nor rhyme.
To take life for granted, as I did
was very childish and naive.
What was I thinking? Out of my mind?
Nevermore will I cringe and wear my heart on my sleeve.
Sometimes I
don't want
to be
found.
Hiding in the skin of someone I'm not.
Goodnight, dear love, don't turn out the light;
I'm just a broken soul that Hope forgot.
This is my first post ever! Could everyone tell me what they think of my poem please? I'm completely new at this :) Thanks!
don't want
to be
found.
Hiding in the skin of someone I'm not.
When people look, I am transparent -
Skeleton leaves skittering across a vacant lot.
You think you know me, see me,
pink fluff, captain of the cheerleading team.
You don't: I am a mistaken identity,
a question mark; things are never just what they seem.
I am an untouchable pinned-down butterfly.
My wings are held back, I am a prisoner here.
Here in everyone's reality, this rampant chaos
which we call life, consisting of everything to fear.
Here: this looming house with glass
embedded in the walls.
"Sanctuary, sanctuary!" I try and listen for
the familiar sounds of Hope through my calls.
For Rent signs in the trailer park
Whispered murmurs of untold past.
I walk by so melancholy,
It's been ages since I came here last.
My dearest ones are gone,
and the threatening idea of Time
has taken its toll on my tear-stained life;
Death has no reason nor rhyme.
To take life for granted, as I did
was very childish and naive.
What was I thinking? Out of my mind?
Nevermore will I cringe and wear my heart on my sleeve.
Sometimes I
don't want
to be
found.
Hiding in the skin of someone I'm not.
Goodnight, dear love, don't turn out the light;
I'm just a broken soul that Hope forgot.
This is my first post ever! Could everyone tell me what they think of my poem please? I'm completely new at this :) Thanks!