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The sand
Soft beneath my soles
Scrubbing in between my toes
An average day
Or so I thought
The wave came all at once
Smothered me with salty water
In my eyes
Nose
Mouth
I stood
Brave
Strong
I gasped for air
For life
My first day at this new beach
I've dreamt of this all summer
Clear waters, bright skies, light breeze
But shards of coral shredded my feet
Soft sand is no more
It never was
The rhythm of the wave
All you can hear
Sense
Schools of fish dance flowing ballets throughout the reef
Clownfish
Angelfish
Leatherjackets
Boxfish
But I Am...
Invisible
Water like air, easy to flow through
A drowned child
A shipwreck phantom
I Am...
Lonely
Lost in a vast sea of creativity
Of ideas
Souls
Love?
I don't think so
Only fish feeding freely
It's cold towards the bottom
Only the ocean's top layer can keep you warm
Close to something you call the Sun
I call it a blazing fireball
The coral reef, the winner's realm
The sharks live there too
But I'm not up there
I can't get up there
I won't get up there
I hate it up there
Why would you want to be there?
Sharks zigzag through pastel hallways
Looking for prey
For me
I though I could outrun them
Win
I lost
I died that day
All over again
It hurts, you know
It hurts when your flesh is torn away
First punctured, then ripped slowly
Like peeling an orange
The rind is my skin
Underwater, you can't see tears
Can't see storms
Can't hear screams
I wish you could
Maybe then someone would've helped me
No one cared
Not even me
It's over
At least I thought it was
But a miracle happened
A new world
A new being
A new me
Mother Nature saved me
She finished the puzzle
Pasted my body back together
The animals teamed up
Turtles carried me to shore
Dolphins brought me water
Snakes were body guards
Now I Am...
Re-born
Washed back to shore
Fresh
Like I just took a long bubble bath with soothing dancing waters
I've opened my pores
They've been clogged forever
For all eternity
I never noticed how filthy I was
How gray
Dull
Boring
Plain
A crying, healthy baby straight from the womb
I ran before I crawled
I am already clothed
Ready to explore the world We call earth
You call Home
I call it Home now, too
- by i am sad mami |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 09/12/2010 |
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- Title: First Day Of School
- Artist: i am sad mami
- Description: This is the 4th and final draft of a metaphorical poem that has been totally exaggerated about the abandonment and loneliness I felt the first day of 7th grade. Short and simple: everybody refused to talk to me, and when somebody was finally nice enough to do so, it was just a ploy to make me sit by myself in a room full of happy children talking about their summers. Apparantly, you get more thirsty not talking all day than talking for an hour straight nonstop. Please critique and comment :3.
- Date: 09/12/2010
- Tags: first school abandonment rebirth
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Comments (4 Comments)
- i am sad mami - 09/25/2010
- Thanks. I appreciate it! I think this is definetely my best work.
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- Mario the Davidic Hero - 09/24/2010
- very good, lass! 5/5
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- i am sad mami - 09/16/2010
- Thanks so much! XD. I've never gotten such a wonderful comment! I'll definetely post more work up for critique, because it's much better than going through this alone. Tonight I'll continue working on a story I'm writing, and post it today or tomorrow.
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- KaLo WoLf - 09/16/2010
- i love the story line. You have a beautiful imagination, it will do us all good someday. Keep this up I am a fan.
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