Still Erasing....

March 21, 2017

I’m still erasing.
My knuckles white, gripping the pencil upside down
Still scrubbing, rubbing with all of my might
Shavings flying like autumn leaves
The page is hot and worn but I still see
I refuse to believe what you did to me
Has been written in my life in permanent ink
That page, I want to tear it out!
Why, oh why can’t I tear it out?

I’m still erasing.
But the picture is still there
Of a sweet sad girl, holding a flower
A flower whose petals have been ripped off
Torn off! Yanked off!
And the monster who has stolen those innocent petals
Walks away, grinning, blowing them from his hand
And then those words, those words, the darn words
They dance around the images on this page
Bold and black and vile, they fill me with rage


I'm still erasing.
I’ve been through hundreds of erasers
But all of them fail
To eliminate, obliterate, eradicate, abolish
What I see when I flip to this page
Chapters are fallen on top of it
But the words keep bleeding through
The ink smears and stains
Dripping shame and pain

I’m still erasing.

I’m erasing.

But it won’t go away.

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Apr. 6 at 9:55 am
STANZA 1: This is a good start to the poem. It introduces the conflict well. My favorite lines are "I refuse to believe what you did to me/ Has been written in my life in permanent ink", though I would suggest cutting out "in my life" because it would eliminate the repetition of "in", and since you're using the page as a metaphor for a time in your life, it isn’t necessary to say "in my life". Also, the words "see" and "me" rhyme while none of the rest of the stanza does so, which is distracti... (more »)
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