A New Me

December 19, 2017
By Aaronmiller457 BRONZE, Papillion, Nebraska
Aaronmiller457 BRONZE, Papillion, Nebraska
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To take
criticism
to the heart.

Feeling like
you need
a brand new
Start.

To a creation,
a masterpiece,
Some other topic
you’re forced
to seize.

I wish
sometimes
my mind shined;
When all my thoughts
seem so dark.

The vision
in my eyes
starts to go blind.

And the bones
in my body
seem oh so stark.

But,
I’m still in
the twilight
all the while.

Maybe,
the critic
needs to hear
what will
make him smile.

So that’s,
what I’ll give them,
a breakthrough.

To see,
that everything
I am
is not
so true.

A tree’s branches
whistle
in the wind
so fast.

I’m starting
to see
my true self
will never last.

A critic
writes their review
on my new poem.

They say
that I
paid the due
that I owed them.

The writer is
no longer me.

Maybe that’s the way
it should be.



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