The Elusive Thought

A place to try and catch the echo of a thought, ensnared in the tangled web of a mind. My poetry outpost. Read or don't, constructive critiscm/links/other poetry is appriciated. Flames don't do anything except make you look like a loser. All poetry are originals by me, unless otherwise stated.

Wednesday, November 02, 2005

Scar Tissue

Wrote it in my room, while listening to music and brooding over my day. Kind of morbid. Oh well. I tell it like it is.

.............

What the hell is wrong with me?
Drowning in a sea of facades,
I’m not myself.
When I hit rock bottom
I noticed
The pit was six by six.
Unaware I was digging my own grave,
Until I recognized where they placed my coffin.
Short hellos,
Non-existent goodbyes
Becoming a person that I despise.
Started on the outside,
Wormed its way in,
Crawls and bites
Scars under the skin.
The healing hurts more
Than the wound ever will,
So build up your scar tissue.
No one can hurt you.
Gaping holes
I can no longer ignore,
They refuse to shut.
My exterior stretched
Paper-thin,
To hide the chunks
Of something
Missing.

.............

Eh. Like it? I think Kyleigh will understand most. And I'm sure a lot of you will agree.

I never answered the question- what the hell is wrong with me? Been feeling so... depressive (Yes, I invented that word myself, but it just seems so descriptive).

"Nothing is more frightening than a fear you cannot name."
-Cornelia Funke, Inkheart

Anyway. Love you all.

~~Lime <3>

posted by Lime @ 9:36:00 PM  

3 Comments:

  • At 10:48 AM, November 06, 2005, Blogger Kyleigh said…

    Well, Now time for a REAL comment on this post...gosh I hate those stupid things that dont make sense...about making online money :S

    But I LOVED it. and naturally, I should understand best. I dont know if you're going to see this before Monday, but if you do, I really need to talk to you, there's been some stuff said..and well, a certain person who I hate said it to me on the phone. I'm sure you know what it's about...but I need this cleared up, once and for all.

    Love ya!
    Ky

     

  • At 5:48 PM, November 06, 2005, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Dearest Liemabelle, I hope you are feeling okay. You are the most wonderfull friend I could ever have, thank you for bieng my sholder to cry on, my ear to talk to , my arm to lean on...

    Honestly I could go on but I am extreamly exhausted,so this is actually difficult for me to type and make sense of. Lime you are my hero and I love you...<3

    P,s Last night went well and I think things will be good between moi et le poisson adorable. I feel good about it and I think that we need to sit down and have a good talk again, its deffinatly called for.

    Your poem is beautiful by the way and you are extreamly talented.

    Love always Cait the faerie

     

  • At 8:36 PM, November 06, 2005, Blogger Lime said…

    to the first two comments:

    so, what exactly are you going to DO with my comp, if you're willing to pay 50$ an hour?!?!?!

    to ky: I LOVE YOU!

    to cait: I LOVE YOU! and i'm glad everything's good with your favorite fish *wink wink nudge nudge cough cough thrust thrust*
    ANYWAYS thank you uber-much for the compliements (kyleigh, you too!!!!)

    my favorite faerie, caitbelle, we seriously do need to talk (EYE need to talk to YOU aswell about.... whatelse... le garcon of moi *however you say life en francais*.)

    and to all who are wondering my fingers are PAINFUL but im good to go otherwise. <3333333333

     

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