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Here we are, starting fresh But I don't remember what it feels like to feel whole How do you fix a hole in your chest? A band-aid?A cold compress? If a tree falls in the wood Would it make a sound, if no one was around to swing the axe To cut off my head and stop the train of thoughts. To derail the track and divert from the one-track mind I have? Having to go through things that make you strong weakens you It's a catch-22 so, what do you do? The flame, the heat licking at my skin to a beat a rhythm, a release The flame consumes me I eat the pain or it eats me A cavernous, carnivorous beast with an insatiable appetite and I'm just a bite and I'm gone As whom I once was goes up in flames I'm trying to change, to grow To tie this all up in a neat, tidy bow But I'll never know right and wrong weak and strong A binary that has complexities and shades of grey And I just want to be okay I can't keep burning through life this way Will it ever stop? There can't be more shoes that drop I need hope that all will be well That my heart will swell and fill the hole I need to accept what I can't control The secrets are told There's nothing new to learn or unfold I need piece to gather the pieces of my soul Or I will burn until there is nothing left
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Apr 28
Apr 28, 2026 at 11:03 AM UTC
Beginnings
Here we are, starting fresh But I don't remember what it feels like to feel whole How do you fix a hole in your chest? A band-aid?A cold compress? If a tree falls in the wood Would it make a sound, if no one was around to swing the axe To cut off my head and stop the train of thoughts. To derail the track and divert from the one-track mind I have? Having to go through things that make you strong weakens you It's a catch-22 so, what do you do? The flame, the heat licking at my skin to a beat a rhythm, a release The flame consumes me I eat the pain or it eats me A cavernous, carnivorous beast with an insatiable appetite and I'm just a bite and I'm gone As whom I once was goes up in flames I'm trying to change, to grow To tie this all up in a neat, tidy bow But I'll never know right and wrong weak and strong A binary that has complexities and shades of grey And I just want to be okay I can't keep burning through life this way Will it ever stop? There can't be more shoes that drop I need hope that all will be well That my heart will swell and fill the hole I need to accept what I can't control The secrets are told There's nothing new to learn or unfold I need piece to gather the pieces of my soul Or I will burn until there is nothing left
A poem from the show 'Ginny and Georgia' as a tribute to skill and talent that nurtures one...
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Apr 28
Apr 28, 2026 at 11:03 AM UTC
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