in an archery match
there consists of
a bow and arrow
and a target
it has occured to me
how life is technically
a never ending archery match
constantly, my innerness
gets holes poked into it
how I am just one innocent stranger
out in the world doing earthly things
when I don't comprehend
nor realize
that strangers are far beyond their innocence
those words
hit me like a dagger
or maybe even
a bow and arrow
that someone shot
at the target that is me
those strangers, who I thought were innocent
don't even realize their crime
shaming me as if I had to be stopped
those words
that constantly invade my mind
drown me in my senses
makes me feel nothing but those words
how do I process this?
wow, it's like I've learned something
completely and utterly new!
thanks for telling me I'm dumb!
thanks for telling me I'm such a diva!
thanks for telling me I'm too obsessed with this!
I'm glad I know that
gee, people do learn something new everyday
but those feelings I get
are not new
I feel like I am drowning
in a pit
that never seems to hit rock bottom
it feels depressing
to believe the opinions from the truth
but yet these bow and arrows
are unstoppable
there is no wind to stop them
no obstacle to overcome them
they constantly come
and I feel the pain
I may seem like I don't care
and sometime I really don't
but in reality
a girl does care
when will you realize
that words hurt?
I hate seeing myself like this
and I hate someone else
having to suffer
from the aftermath
of the archery match
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Stillettos of Life
PoetryA riveting, gut-wrenching poetry book about my life. I won't go in depth about what the poems in this book are truly about, as I can hope that you either can figure it out for yourself or just move on as if you knew these poem's meanings all along...
