by Teria Westerviller   Jun 9, 2021

Long ago, way out west
There was a girl
with tattoos on her chest.
She sang of heaven,
wild and bright -
the mansions, the kingdom,
the unyielding light.
She hammered away,
year after year -
lost in happiness.
But then came the fear,
the rocking and shaking.
The demanding sadness,
the constant faking.
Do they see me?
Do they know my name?
I must hide away,
I don't want the fame.
They're screaming for me,
"Come back, we're lost"
My heart strings pull,
but there's always a cost!
You'll feel again,
just trust us friend -
Don't you want to be found?
This can't be the end.

The time passes by.
She's free as a bird,
all smiles and giggles,
part of the herd.
Today they won,
the darkness sets in.
One day she'll remember,
when this began.
Lost in his eyes,
pretending she's free -
no one knows,
no one can see.
The truth is gone
and it's lonely...


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  • 4 months ago

    by 1SP

    My sister, anthesis in this poem is truly wonderful. I cannot help to see her smiling with a mic in her hand with colorful nails but behind closed doors I see the mic casting a shadow over back as she puts her face in her hands... This give me a horrible feeling inside. It's that "nothing you can do" feeling. The hopeless feeling. One thing that is worse than the "too late" feeling is the "never was there" feeling. Thank you for this poem. It's inspiring! After reading this I realize that I have a lot of to do, sis. Here you go like number four.

  • 5 months ago

    by Mr. Darcy

    I like how you've presented this and I enjoyed the flow and rhyme. As for the content, it felt like life running away before it's given time to slow down and take stock of what's important.

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