"Featherless"- A Poem

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Well, Emily was wrong 

Hope turned out to be featherless

The darling girl’s corset must

Have been too tight

And caught the better of her

For I am still too alone

For my own good and

Deserve more than some

Delicate, fragile feathers.

I deserve something able to

Withstand the weight of endless storms,

And even an apocalypse for that matter

There’s got to be some concrete 

In the equation somewhere

In order for things to function 

To the likes of my bulletproof heart.

Comeback II

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I’m sorry.

I’m sorry that you have to act so twisted.

Jealously will eventually tear us all apart I know,

For I am not perfect, and neither are you,

So you shouldn’t act so.

Fake façade, you need a mask.

One with feathers, glitter, and gold,

To hide those imperfections you are so insecure about.

What a fragile thing you are.

It makes me sad.

So breakable,

Someone will break you.

So full of pressure,

You will someday blow apart.

Life is hard,

My “friend.”

This is why I must be hard also.

"Fragile"- A Poem

 

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How fragile we are

Our hearts like glass

For people to throw stones at.

How fragile we are

Our skin like paper

Anyone able to come along and rip it to shreds

How fragile we are

We sing like canaries

But when our air comes short, we stop suddenly.

How fragile we are

To suspect nothing in the darkness

But soon a shadow comes out and makes us disappear like dust.

How fragile we are

To sit on a bench and watch the people cross by

And feel as small as an ant in a forest of grass.

How fragile we are

When our emotions swirl

We crack inside like eggshells.

How strong we are

To believe we aren’t fragile.