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#findingself
Lift the needle From the record It's time we Settle this Because if We keep playing The music we Call life The grooves Will distort And I'll be Stuck Scratched and Endlessly spinning On track four Aching, and yearning to progress My way past you I seek to find My way To a new track, Titled 'A New State of Mind' But I can't Seem to get Out of this Current state (You played me This time) Not knowing how to stop I'm stuck in a Loop Forever stuck on replay (I just want a Day Where I'm not Dying inside I just want to Be fine today) The diamond needle Digs deeper In the grooves Making the vinyl Weaker And all that's left Is a shell of myself In this preserved state Lift the needle From the record I'm tired of being Played on a broken Speaker
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Aug 24, 2023
Aug 24, 2023 at 5:16 AM UTC
the record
I was a kaleidoscope Every hope,faith I made symmetrical pattern Yet I know nothing I Saw the world through magnified lens, Microfying lense Before I knew to pronounce letters greater than five Yet I know nothing The power to completely detach from my soul Yet be Completely entwined The web of veins That cannot function without the other Yet I know nothing Pain far worse Worse than shrivel of knives Scattered through all my senses Yet I know nothing The vastnes of pain Each knowledge it comes with I've been through it Understood it Empathatise it Yet I know nothing Yes I am That kaleidoscope My limitation is only war A defect I'm happy with
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Feb 27, 2025
Feb 27, 2025 at 12:01 AM UTC
Kaleidoscope
I Cut and Cut to shred away the skin I wore when I was with you. I tear away the time we’ve had to find the me before you. Find the old cloth under all the patches you placed over me. You thought you were fixing me By covering the holes, the tears, the tatters. Those were me ; my loves my losses, my memories. By Friends and family I will piece together a new self. They will be the stitches that put me back together and hold me as a reborn whole. The quilt made by my hand, held together by my choices. will be all the warmth and comfort I will ever need.
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Dec 10, 2017
Dec 10, 2017 at 11:43 AM UTC
Cut Anew