Letter from my Notebook

by Lost One   Apr 4, 2018

Crack my spine and mar my skin
Leave your mark so deep within
Drag your pen across my page
Let me drink every drop of rage

Set your jaw and grind your teeth
Give me the anger underneath
Let me bear all of the pain
That causes tears to fall like rain

I'm the tattered mirror to your soul
Your very last shred of self control
The calming voice inside your head
The chalice of all the ink you've bled

I'm the lover who will never leave
The councillor who will help you grieve
The pastor who will hear your sins
And grant a semblance of peace within

I am your sword, I am your shield
The product of the words you wield
I'm your dialogue, your inner rant
The voice to voice the things you can't


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  • 1 year ago

    by Bleu

    I do not know how I am JUST NOW seeing this piece. But, It is so beautiful, raw and true! Every stanza makes me want to reread all of my journals I have kept over the years to see the pain, anger and hatred that only they knew about. I absolutely LOVE this Tony.

    • 1 year ago

      by Lost One

      Thank you Danii, I have a lot of them myself. I go through them every now and then, and it never fails to amaze me how much I've changed. The core of who I am, but my views, outlook on life, even my opinion of myself... have all undergone a dramatic paradigm shift.

  • 1 year ago

    by Em (marmite)

    Judging Comment - Letter from my notebook by Tony points 10 - This piece oozes with truth, power and unfortunately relatability as many of us have probably been at a low point therefore written in a diary ‘notebook’ to express the emotions we're going through. I have fortunately been saved by my very own diary through times of hardships and when I felt like no one else understood I had this ‘little book of emotions’ where I could let my pen do the talking because I found it difficult to talk being told to shut up so often and I knew that this inanimate object wouldn't judge me but instead would listen as it certainly had no choice to listen to my ramblings.

  • 1 year ago

    by Kitty Cat Lady

    Judging comment:
    I found this to be such a powerful articulation of poetry. The notebook writes a letter to the poet saying – “I’m here, and I’m all of these things for you”. The physical manifestation of the words poets write are given an image (cracked spines and grinding teeth) as well as a spectrum of emotions (rage, anger, pain, tears, self-control). The fact that our poetry is often a direct reflection of how we’re feeling is also addressed (‘the tattered mirror to your soul’). The releasing nature of poetry means we do indeed use it to express guilt and love, and to help us grieve and find peace - all boxes ticked here. The final stanza expresses how our words can both wound and protect, but mostly poetry can be “the voice to voice the things you can’t”. Reading this I felt understood and soothed, I’m not sure how else to describe it, but Tony, this is magnificent! :-) x

  • 1 year ago

    by mossgirl19

    Congrats on the win, Tony! A wonderful write. My notebook serves the same purposes ;-)

    • 1 year ago

      by Lost One

      Thank you so much Lady Mel

  • 1 year ago

    by Mark

    Amazing write! Congrats

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