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8 months ago. July 11, 2024 at 1:28 AM

This is a poem I wrote some time ago. Ive recently been reading some of my old writing and thought it was halfway decent. Thought a few people here might relate to it. ❤️

 

I am a girl alone

Choking on the smoke of the bridges I burned 

Tripping over the obstacles I laid to keep everyone away

I have trapped myself behind walls.

Walls I once thought protected me but instead they are now my prison.


I am a girl unknown

I slip behind a mirror

let my reflection live in my stead

She plays me very well. 

Sometimes she forgets she's not me

And I forget I'm not her.


I am a girl afraid

Jumping at shadows

In fear of the dark

Afraid of raised voices and quick movements

Afraid of living and dying both

The monsters in my head call me a fool 

And like a fool I believe them 


I am a girl in denial 

I fear the past 

Dread the future 

And spend each day attempting to live like it matters. 

I close my eyes like a child,

 against the demons in my head. 

“If I can’t see them they can’t see me”

As they laugh in my ears whispering my worthlessness into every corner of my mind. 


I am a girl who is lost

Searching for answers 

Grasping at explanations for why my reality can not be.

I stumble through life 

Wasted on fake enthusiasm and breathing in the toxic fumes of cigarettes. 

Each day hoping it will be the last. 


I am a girl who lies

I lie to my friends

I lie to my family 

I smile to their faces 

And cry when I’m alone

I lie about who I am


I am a girl who wants her world to stop spinning. 

I am a girl who wants peace

I am a girl…

 

Max Sterne​(dom male)​{Morley} - I love this poem! I get a real hard core feeling about your truth. I love it!
8 months ago
intenseoldman​(dom male) - A beautiful poem that really captures how overwhelming the transition from childhood to adulthood can be. Clinging to the innocence of being "a girl" says a lot about how intense the struggle and conflict "coming of age" was when you wrote it. I wonder what it would sound like now if you wrote about being a woman. And I could be full of shit in my interpretation and analysis, but I really enjoyed reading it ;)
8 months ago
FracturedPeaks​(switch female) - The best part about art is how you interpret it. I’m the end my “meaning” doesn’t matter. How people read the poem does. I like your interpretation!
8 months ago
SubSided​(sub female)Verified Account - Woman
8 months ago

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