Unreachable Girl.

April 22, 2012
By Anonymous

I want to close myself off.
Hollow out this heart of mine.
Build walls so high that no one will reach me ever again.
I want to be the girl people wish would open up.
The unreachable girl.

I want pain to dull my senses.
So I can't feel the full sting.
I want to grow cold.
Shut off, and go away.
I want to be the unreachable girl.

I want rough calloused hands ripping at my clothes.
Tearing them to shred's so there's nothing left.
I want to walk the roads a soulless girl.
They will whisper,
"Watch out for her, the unreachable girl."

The author's comments:
Something that is off the top of my head.

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on May. 1 2012 at 7:30 am
SpringRayyn PLATINUM, Lakeville, Minnesota
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Favorite Quote:
"Don't punish yourself," she heard her say again, but there would be punishment and pain, and there would be happiness too. That was writing."
--Markus Zusak, "The Book Thief"

I like this poem, it's interesting and a little eerie in a way. I like how you are able to show such emotion in it. It's sort of rough and calloused like the hands that she wants. Nice work!

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