Teen Poetry #9 |
The Girl (Sequel to The Voice) |
madelyn Member
since 2009-09-03
Posts 172Purgatory |
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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hunnie_girl
since 2006-06-18
Posts 2567Canada |
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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Julien.D New Member
since 2010-11-28
Posts 4France |
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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