Porcelain roses

by Shellaine shelli   Jan 5, 2009

Porcelain scars on little glass arms
shattered my taunted twisted heart.
emotions run deep,
some nights to the extent i just cant sleep.
red roses thrown all around,
my invisible tears hit the ground.
people just don't see my pain,
A porcelain doll placed on a shelf,
living in a secluded hell,
being tossed aside in life, seeking closure in the knife.
finding relief as the crimson blood pours out.
roses are thrown all around.
my porcelain prayers were never enough,
the war is over and i have given up.
i was the porcelain doll that you tossed aside,
i was the porcelain doll who recently died,
i fell off the shelf and shattered on the floor,
my glass heart just couldn't take anymore...
white roses were thrown all around,
my real blood stained them as my porcelain body
hit the ground.
red roses were found all around...
this was the end...
i am now dead...
i hope the image of my death constantly resounds in your head...
i was lost and tossed aside,
placed on a shelf until i died...


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  • 14 years ago

    by Always and Never

    Ok, i read most of your poems, but this one i have to say was the best. You showed so much pain, and hurt and anger, it seemed like you were seeking for love and laughter, but was used and abused. You wanted to badly to be loved, but yet you were so alone. This is an amaizing poem and is being added to my favorites. If i had at least half your talent. you are a great writer, you dont write to rhyme, you dont write to please, you write to show your in pain, to vent your feelings. This is a great poem. Loved it. 5/5

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