April 21, 2009
By Anonymous

Open your eyes they've been closed for too long,
Go ahead and speak without the fear of being wrong.
Go ahead and walk without thinking of the fall,
Make your own choices but one wrong decision and you'll lose it all.

When did innocence turn into an auction?
How did good paths hide the sign saying caution?

She dries her eyes and saves her self pity for someone who cares.
No one's there and she dies inside.
Her wrists are bleeding, her only control of the pain from the beatings.
She folds her hands and begins to pray,
But she must not be speaking clearly because she fears god doesn't hear her.

That girl is who I used to be:
The one who claimed to want attention,
But truly only wanted affection.

The author's comments:
Having a troubled past I have used poetry to vent my personal issues. This particular poem was about physical abuse from a loved one and being confused as to what that person had told me and comparing it to my childhood. I hope the reader can relate in any way possible.

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Zero_K DIAMOND said...
on Aug. 14 2009 at 6:21 pm
Zero_K DIAMOND, Moosic, Pennsylvania
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Favorite Quote:
"Life's no fun if you're not insane, otherwise you grow up to be an accountant." -Moi

Beautiful poem and very sad.


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