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Starting Over - 1. Chapter 1

To be told you’re worthless hundreds of times,
you begin to believe it’s true.

The un-certainty of every choice grips my heart
always asking permission…
maybe they’ll stay away today.

Have I done good today?
Have I done enough to keep them happy?
I’ll find out soon enough!

Hiding from the world is easy enough,
making myself invisible;
yet wanting to be noticed,

trapped inside my own head,
bounding inside full with energy,
with a cool calm face.

Words floating around;
trying to grasp onto the real concept behind them,
not understanding why they’re being shouted.
How can such malice and spite be behind such simple words?
I can’t understand how they could say that to a child!

after you broke me,
you left…

Being the only one grounded,
I picked up the pieces falling around me,
the person who was told all the problems
I was meant to fix their worlds,
when mine was slowly slipping away from my grasp.

It started again,
except you had left.
I don’t understand…

They made me swallow the pain,
bury it deep inside;
to never let anyone in,
no!
I could hurt them if that happened.

My head became the only safe place again,
away from this cruel world…
behind an happy body
was an emotionless mind;
filled with panic and anger
racing with thoughts,
yet blank.

I pushed everyone away
It’s my fault no one will love me;
that no one wants to know me,
They made sure that I knew this
before I was deemed healthy.

I started a new life,
they stayed with me though.
They are my safety blanket,
I’ve learnt my lesson.

Just as I catch my breath,
fall into a new life;
you want to be near me again,
this time I’m in control
and I won’t let you hurt me again.

Copyright © 2011 Bumblebee; All Rights Reserved.
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This is why poetry is so important. This shows a different side of you, not just serious but also contemplative and so very personal.

 

 

Love from Joey

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On 04/22/2011 07:58 AM, said:
This is why poetry is so important. This shows a different side of you, not just serious but also contemplative and so very personal.

 

 

Love from Joey

Thank you Joey :)
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I like your second poem posted here. I hope many people read it and review for you. Cause you have lots to offer with your poems and your friendship.

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On 04/22/2011 04:41 PM, Foster said:
I like your second poem posted here. I hope many people read it and review for you. Cause you have lots to offer with your poems and your friendship.
Thank you again Sammy :hug:
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Bee, this was so touching. I hate being left outside. It feels excactly like that. And done to a child, there is no excuses. :hug: You can write, keep these coming, make me happy!

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On 04/23/2011 06:26 AM, Marzipan said:
Bee, this was so touching. I hate being left outside. It feels excactly like that. And done to a child, there is no excuses. :hug: You can write, keep these coming, make me happy!
:hug: Thank you Maria, Don't worry I've got a couple more poems written down that I might publish sooner or later :)
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Quite moving, Bumblebee. I've never liked any of the poetry I've tried writing myself, but you've got some very good beginnings here. Keep it up!

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On 09/16/2012 12:19 AM, The_Round_One said:
Quite moving, Bumblebee. I've never liked any of the poetry I've tried writing myself, but you've got some very good beginnings here. Keep it up!
Thanks for reading and reviewing TRO :)
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