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Dec 2014
I found the best piece of me
Alone, Shivering in the dark
(Three centimeters tall)
Hunched over, on all fours
Eating it's heart...
It's face was vacant
With dead eyes that flared like sparks
A silent tongue, so blatant
(I'll hear your confessions)
Body, skin and bones, covered in scars
It seemed somewhat impatient
For I just stood there in awe
Inept and perplexed
I stumble over, kneel down
And surrender, to it's impious words
(I forgive you)
Who will slay this thing?
Who will play the butcher?
And end my suffering?
(No)
You will not feast on me today
I will not be your backwards slave
(I won't, I won't)
This is not a threat
For I, I ****** the minds of the masses with the fingers of liberty
I've screamed for all the women I've never been but hoped I would be
I can't change, I can not change
Oh, how I've tried a million times
How I've endeavored to rise above my
Imperfections
Struggling, twisting myself within the vine
Of rejections
I'm not perfect, I'm not a beauty queen
I'm just me...I'm just me...
I'm proud of who I am
I am proud of me
I Just want someone who understands
( We're all prisoners here)
I just want someone who will listen
(All shapes and sizes)
To witness these dull eyes of mine glisten
(Forever chasing the sun)
To hear what I have to say
To tell me it's okay
To cry...
(If god is my father then I am an orphan)
I am afraid
To show my true feelings
(I can hear you judging me)
They're laughing at me
They wont go away
My reflection staring back
Like shattered pieces.
Ashley Griswold
Written by
Ashley Griswold  West Virgina
(West Virgina)   
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