Found some new material
Layin around in my pocket
Behind some lip gloss
Where my life is packed in that 10x7
you smack me and smile
No lookin back-
I hide the tears behind yesterdays sunglasses….
It’s me and you kid
Alone again.
This pop star beauty
And no one’s looking back at me
Except this one page mirror glass
Broken in the back seat
As we drive in this get away car you wave good bye to me.
Have you got a clue?
I manage a smile
As I walk room to room
Of a broken home
I once new
I escape from the nursery we called our home
I fall to the floor
Where every tear echo’s
I gather myself together
And I leave the keys.
agh - that hurts - beautifully written sadness
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And no one’s looking back at me
Except this one page mirror glass
Broken in the back seat
whew...ugh on the abuse...glad for the escape...some nice word play along the way...still leaves me feeling icky...nice one shot...
ReplyDeleteTangible sadness and I'm so happy the narrator broke free of the abuse.
ReplyDeletePalpable sadness. Favorite line, "And no one's looking back at me..." beautiful.
ReplyDeleteThat is really beautiful, and so so sad. The emotion of it in regards to starting over and realizing you only have yourself to rely on- well, that strikes home. Nice poem.
ReplyDeletemorbidly beautiful. strength despite brokenness. resolve. I really like your style. My first visit to your blog and first linkup to one shot wed.
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ReplyDeleteWhat a powerful verse.. and as every tear echoes, your words echo deeply in me.. thanks for sharing your words...
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Om Shanti Om
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It is pretty sad...I have been there...you are all they have...these kids...bkm
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