Crushed

Crushed

I set my scars, my fears, my tears,
upon your gentle hands,
waiting for the wringing day,
they are all squeezed.

Crushed into a liquidy waterfall,
draping me in every single,
“I told you so”
that has ravaged this mind.

Sardonic words trickling,
weeping through my pores,
feeding my anxieties,
all boiled up geyser, ready to erupt.

No one could love me after this,
this brawny form,
sinews, dry sockets, lanky bod,
crusted in chalky residue.

Whispering dark thoughts,
I cast into your mind,
they linger and taunt me,
what could you possibly think of me?

A wretch, a fool, a pathetic little girl,
do you see me as insane?
Am I broken, a jagged train wreck?
Is there anyway to find beauty,
and adore this open wound standing before you?

A tattered flower blistering in the sun,
still laughing in the splattering raindrops,
singing your magnificent name,
along with the names of each creature,
that crosses my path…

Alone on the mountaintop,
begging the cliffs to grab at my ankles,
and lift me to flight,
straight into the devouring sky.

My chest bursting out butterflies,
wings flapping on the rays,
heading down a narrow path,
of hope, sighing away dismay.

You hold my wounds, my wants, my love,
will you crush them into a rocky creek,
heading down the rippling rapids?

Do you find anything elegant,
something intriguing,
a tidbit of consequence, lovely,
in this big-eyed girl?

About mindretrofit8

Sharing the twistings, and musings that twirl in my mind. Hoping others can relate, or at least enjoy... To know more about me personally you can visit my website at Mind Retrofit.
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9 Responses to Crushed

  1. prewitt1970 says:

    A beautiful piece from a wonderful woman. Hope your day is good,

  2. Sanah says:

    Opening up to anyone is extremely difficult. You never know when they might use it against you or hurt you in unspeakable ways. This poem reflects your inner beauty.
    Don’t forget there are people who love for who you are. 🙂

    • Hi Sanah!

      I agree it is a hard thing to open up to anyone, especially if you have a history of people who used your vulnerabilities against you. I have been a bit naive my whole life so this has happened to me often. Thank you so much for your kind words and commenting! (I won’t forget, well… I will try really hard.) 🙂

  3. alienhippy says:

    A beautiful yet sad piece of writing my lovely friend. I hope that this poem helped you to release whatever you were dealing with. Love you loads Angel. Leesy. xxx Hugsss

  4. Very powerful…I could relate, too….very much. bubbles of light to you.

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