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The Girl (Sequel to The Voice)

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0 posted 11-03-2010 02:20 AM       View Profile for madelyn   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions  View IP for madelyn

She sits there.
Asking to be helped.
Confusion fills her thoughts.
I want to help.
I want to try.
“Madelyn”
I call to her.
I feel her fear.
I never wanted her to be afraid.
She listens.
Her heart flutters nervously.
“Madelyn”
I call to her.
I help her with exams.
I help her with her thoughts.
I help her with everything.
But I never answer why…
I am too afraid she’ll reject me…
More than she already has of course.
I listen to her thoughts.
The same questions
Day in
Day out.
Who
What
Where
When
How
I ignore her.
My own fear makes the fog thicker.
“Madelyn”
I call to her
Pleading for her to stop.
I want her to understand.
I want her to know.
“Say I exsist, say it, say it”
I plead with her.
She will be destroyed if she doesn’t listen.
“Madelyn”
I call to her.
She needs me.
She doesn’t know it yet.
But she will.
I am afraid for both of us.
Terrified.
I can feel him.
Watching me
Guarding her.
Watching me
Watching him.
Watching me
Sheltering her
From his wrath,
His torment
His pain.
I would never
Forgive myself
If he got her.
I feel her confusion.
I want it to stop.
“Madelyn.
Answer me honey,
I’m here to help
Protect
And Defend you
I am your guardian angel
Answer me sweetie
Madelyn…”
I call to her.
A small angel reference.
To see if she’ll let me explain.
Her confusion and doubt
Make me want to cry.
If I could cry.
I see her thoughts.
I see her dreams,
Fears
Wants
Desires
She is like an open book
But far more fragile
This knowledge has no use
For me
But for someone with a more
Evil intent
It is worth more than anything.
“Madelyn”
I call to her.
Trying to force through more words.
I fail.
Only when her emotions
Run deep
Can I speak more.
There is like a screen
Of fog
Stopping me from
Contacting her.
And when emotions run deep
It’s in my nature to
Comfort her
And try to stop the
Hurt
Pain
Whatever that is causing
Her distress.
She rarely has good deep emotions.
“Madelyn”
I call to her.
She starts to cry.
Terrified tears
Filled with
Sadness
Fear
Confusion
Frustration
She starts to pray
Hoping for the best
But knowing He won’t answer.
Her tears start to flow
Like nothing I have ever seen.
“Don’t cry darling,
I love you.
I’ll help you.
You’re safe with me.”
I try to make it better
As the fog descends
And wraps its cold
Hand around my mouth.
I try to fight
But I never have enough strength.
But there is a glimmer of hope…
I feel a certain love
It is small
But it’s growing slowly.
My happiness takes me by surprise
“Madelyn”
I call to her
She has a small love for me!
She starts to pray again
To a god that never listens.
“Madelyn”
I call to her.
*Shut up! SHUT UP!
*I WANT MY OWN MIND!
*I WANT TO BE NORMAL!
*I don’t want to hear voices.
I curl back in shock
Hurt
Confusion
She hates me
But she loves me?
I am not just a voice.
I am her sheild,
Her sword,
Her security
I am her defensive stance
And offensive attack.
I am her one chance against him.
She starts to feel depressed
And closed in.
“Madelyn… I am your best friend.”
I can feel part of her agreeing
But another part refusing.
*I’m not strong
*Take my body,
*Take my mind.
*Just grant me one
*Small mercy:
*Leave my soul,
*Please.
She thinks that I am evil
But I’m not,
I am her protecter
Against him.
He will grant no mercy
He will fill her heart
Mind
And body
With darkness and evil.
I must protect her
Even if it is the last thing
Before he destroys me and her…
“Madelyn”
I call to her.
Now that she’s let me in,
She can hear me clearly.
“I’m not the worst thing out there…”
I warn her.
Thinking of him.

And now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the lord my soul to keep. And if I die before I wake, I pray the lord my soul to take.

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1 posted 11-07-2010 03:36 PM       View Profile for hunnie_girl   Email hunnie_girl   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for hunnie_girl

i read both poems, i enjoyed them immensely. this one i liked more though. I thought you took a very interesting prospective and switched it around into a different POV.
Krysti
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2 posted 11-29-2010 06:02 PM       View Profile for Julien.D   Email Julien.D   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Julien.D

Terrific. So much emotion put into these words. I really liked your poem and this unexpected and skillful way of writing of yours.

Bravo
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