Teen Poetry #8 |
Want to cry. |
rhia_5779 Senior Member
since 2006-06-09
Posts 1334California |
I know what I wasn’t supposed to, keeping it a secret, carrying my burden alone. Have to keep hiding it from you. Can’t just ditch life, on my face can’t be shown Words I wasn’t supposed to hear EVER, hurt me inside my soul, walk tall as my hand brushes away my tears. I knew better than to trust, what a fool. By now I am Too old to cry. Way too young to have to feel this way. Plenty able to believe each lie, alright for me to feel each drop of acid rain. It’s ok for me to suffer inside, but at 13 I am not allowed to show signs of any pain. If I want, no one will notice if I hide, but I have to take each staggering blow, can’t complain. Just keep it locked deep within, trapped in a cage for all of time.. Till my heart is full, can take no more in Have to be strong, can’t confide Not a single tear is allowed to fall. Sadness cannot be shown upon my face. Between grief and out, have to build a wall, don’t have time to linger in the past to hate Sometimes I wish… that I can just cry, every moment of my life, every piece in the puzzle, have to stand tall, always. There's no point for me to ask why. It’s like a Queen, sitting on a troubled throne. Up to her to navigate each maze. Somehow, some way, expected to follow destiny. Leading the way blindly along a path, She doesn’t want to go in life. Mourning the difference between dreams and what can be. Putting the people the Queen leads, before her, knowing what’s right. Carrying a half broken people, awakening from behind a mask . Relighting their spirit, strengthening everyone except in her own mind. Being the sole anchor for a sinking people Titanic, no easy task. I and her, both know if we start will never stop crying’. Fighting the current, at a new school keeping best friends from getting torn apart. Putting pressure so as the others cannot walk all over them, treat them like dirt. Defending mercilessly so that by the years end they still have a complete heart. Staging an act of confidence in order to keep my close ones from being hurt. So badly, this queen and I Just really want to let it go. Grown up too fast, too old to cry. For once, just want my feelings to show. So tired of getting ripped apart. eyes are an ocean of held up tears, my throat cracked with kept in cries. have no one to heal her heart. This girl, and this Queen, have to do what it takes to survive. *********** the queen thing just came out as I was writing. weird analogy but wutever. |
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wwzwlmd8 Member
since 2006-09-23
Posts 96San Diego,CA |
Yes you can crittique my poems and everyone who read's my poems.And great poem I really Enjoyed reading it. |
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Brittany Junior Member
since 2006-09-26
Posts 32Canada |
I like it, it was really in depth, I totally understand how you are feeling, and I can relate. The only thing I could think to make it any better, is if maybe it was a little shorter. I do like long poems, but this one almost seemed to cover two topics. At the beginning it was all about keeping a secret, and at the end it changed more to friendships and such. I can see how it's all related, but by the end i had almost forgotten what it was about at the beginning. I still enjoyed it though, good job. |
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