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She cocooned herself Spinning the thread tightly Around her troubled mind Knowing out there Out there were the people Who watched her unwind Who could not be kind Losing ground Every day She fought to stay Sane Untouched by pain She cocooned her mind Her weak troubled mind With layer after layer of silken threads Threads of self defense From a world Who only loved to see her dance And smile And play the fool For a while From a world who couldn’t bear To see the raw pain that was there Behind the pretty face And the bewitching eyes Were the jagged lies The mirrors into a soul Incomplete...not whole Unloved Unwanted She was too much trouble Complicated An emotional drain They comforted the physical pain Yet feared the mental pain They could not understand…. "Sh…….keep it a secret" She told herself as she spun away "For now…. Play the game Play everyone’s game Give them what they want Whatever it is Give it to them Maybe they will learn to love you Maybe they will see the beauty Hiding behind the beast Waiting for release... No....you know better They have no eyes to see So dance....dance....alone In the quiet of the room Where there is no one to pry Or see you cry Dance alone Live alone Breathe alone Alone Alone Hate the world Hate them all They deserve it Damn every single last one Whoever walked away Leaving you cradling your throbbing head Afraid of their own monsters They keep you at bay Vulnerability not their game to play Damn them all For not loving you enough For not being tough enough Weaklings one and all EVERY SINGLE LAST ONE Unable to be strong To carry you along When you are weak Unable to think Unable to speak Unable to breathe Unable to muster the courage to live Unable And unloved Finish what you've begun"….. She spinned the threads tighter… tighter The cocoon complete She fell asleep Her last thoughts The bitter knowledge That she would never awake Transformed Knowing this would be her tomb For she was never meant to be A butterfly… A beautiful airy creature of the day Loved by everyone in every way She closed her eyes And slipped away Unloved.... Eileen Manassian Ghali

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Karen Anglesey

Date: 8/24/2013 6:52:00 PM

There is elegance in this sad poem. Stunning visuals of sewing a cocoon to stay inside and hide. A perplexing mix of emotions, sadness, anger melancholy.. brought together in a sad yet peaceful ending... it's a wow

Eileen Manassian
Date: 8/25/2013 6:01:00 AM

Karen...Thanks, once again for being so kind and sweet and amazing! I'm coming to value you more and more as a friend! Sometimes....it all does seem to hard to bear....life. Sleep at times beckons...Thanks for the visit and kind words.

Red Fiery

Date: 8/17/2013 12:55:00 PM

..i write a lot of things about love and passion...i loved this poem Eileen and this is going to be my fav now...thanx a lot for reading my poems too.

Eileen Manassian
Date: 8/25/2013 6:02:00 AM

;) And so are YOU!

Red Fiery
Date: 8/17/2013 1:22:00 PM

hahahah....you are a wonderful poetess

Eileen Manassian
Date: 8/17/2013 12:58:00 PM

:-D Is there anything better to write about....take care, my dear....

Charmaine Chircop

Date: 8/5/2013 4:50:00 AM

Ow gee..this is heartbreaking and sad..I guess everyone in life feels unloved at times or loved not for whom he is but for whom.he represents.For some people we will always be a cocoon but for those few special ones so close to us We are already a butterfly and always will be.You are a beautiful coloured butterfly and I love to watch you dance sweet friend.

Eileen Manassian
Date: 8/5/2013 1:08:00 PM

Oh, Charmain...this was so sweet and tender and soothing to my soul. Thank you for your kindness to me. Every word and gesture of kindness is treasured by my little heart. HUGS!

Poet Tacito

Date: 8/4/2013 7:58:00 AM

The rhyme flow & setting here is equivalent to a very melancholic swan dance. Yet, there is a hunger & a need for definition. For substance. But, the character here was inflicted with a very sensual sense of doubt. Love & friendship should never be so cruel. Wonderful job!

Eileen Manassian
Date: 8/5/2013 1:09:00 PM

Only you would compare it to a swan dance, Drake! Beautiful indeed! Yes...to all the rest. Thank you for being so insightful and caring! Means so much! Hugs!

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 8/4/2013 1:29:00 AM

so sad this one. I love the "cocooned" idea. Some people just feel forced to do that.This poem has that great trickle down format and effect!

Eileen Manassian
Date: 8/5/2013 1:10:00 PM

Think I should join it for the trickle down contest? You've given me an idea. Thanks for the visit, my dear! Hugs!

Skat A

Date: 8/3/2013 9:41:00 PM

deep.... :-) ~SKAT~

Eileen Manassian
Date: 8/5/2013 1:11:00 PM

Thanks for the visit, Skat! :)

Donna Jones

Date: 8/3/2013 9:28:00 PM

This really was special...like someone fighting for sanity.... really enjoyed.....:-)

Eileen Manassian
Date: 8/5/2013 1:07:00 PM

Oh MD.....It is JUST that. SOMEONE....fighting for sanity! ;) That someone is ME! LOVE YOU!

Mustapha Mohammed

Date: 8/3/2013 4:52:00 AM

Another gem from your golden pen.Just moving

Eileen Manassian
Date: 8/3/2013 11:43:00 AM

Thanks, Mustapha. So kind of you to visit me. :)

Richard D Seal

Date: 8/3/2013 4:20:00 AM

Like a scene from the opera, graceful, poignant, deeply emotional. One of your best writes and that's saying something. To faves. I'm off to London for a couple of days, have a great weekend my little Desert Orchid, be back soon. Take care, Richard

Eileen Manassian
Date: 8/3/2013 11:44:00 AM

:) Why thank you, Mr Seal....one of your best posts ever! One to cherish. Do have a grand old time in London. Been there...fascinating place. Stay out of trouble, but who am I talking to? Trouble is your middle name....D for Dangerous! ;) Take care

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 8/3/2013 3:39:00 AM

- Proficient written Eileen .... but so sad. - Have a beautiful weekend. - oxox / / Anne-Lise :)

Eileen Manassian
Date: 8/3/2013 11:46:00 AM

Thanks, Anne Lise. Yes...life is full of joy and sorrow. It is thanks to the sorrow that we learn to appreciate the joy. Have a fab weekend. Hugs!

Harry Horsman

Date: 8/3/2013 12:11:00 AM

your range of sentiment are amazing Eileen, reading this, reminds me of a journey, one that begins to move me, and no doubt linger in my mind..i cant visit to often now a days, but i am sure glad i saw this...

Eileen Manassian
Date: 8/3/2013 11:47:00 AM

Thanks, Harry for coming by. I have missed you and your wonderful words of comfort and cheer. It is always a great time when you visit. Yes...this one was carved out of my heart and has some blood and tears in it....life goes on! :) Hugs

Laura Breidenthal

Date: 8/2/2013 11:33:00 PM

This is immensely dark and sad, but so gratifying to read. If I could I would provide applause! WOW! Always, Laura

Eileen Manassian
Date: 8/3/2013 11:48:00 AM

WOW! Thanks for taking the time to read, Laura. :) So glad you could stop by. Applause???? Well, I'm touched! Hugs!

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 8/2/2013 5:37:00 PM

Adding to my favorityes as well. This is palpable, raw, significant. Many people are under the illusion they are not loved when this could not be further from the truth. Still peoples feelings become their realities and they build wall/ cocoons to further seperate themselves from the ones who care. Power to the ones strong enough to break through and become butterflys. those that love them will celebrate.

Eileen Manassian
Date: 8/3/2013 11:50:00 AM

Richard....what an endearing post. I know what you say is true....however, perceptions and illusions sometimes hold sway. That is why it is good to have people on the outside strong and brave enough to be there outside the cocoon, whispering words of encouragement...visions of flight...that will help the butterfly break free! Celebration indeed! :)

Delysia Hendricks

Date: 8/2/2013 5:18:00 PM

Bravissimo!! I'm seldom stumped for a comment, Eileen, but I'm speechless. I was ooh-ing and ah-ing all the way through. Though a longish poem I wanted more. Need I tell you this now graces my fave file? Warm hugs, girlfriend. Licia :-)

Delysia Hendricks
Date: 8/3/2013 5:37:00 PM

Nooooo, of course not, silly person. My PS time is limited, so I only read poets whose writing style appeals and I comment only when a poem does it for me. Moreover, I took this one to my fave file. Come on, girlfriend. Accept due credit. Huggies right back at ya. Licia :-)

Eileen Manassian
Date: 8/3/2013 11:52:00 AM

Lecia....are you sure it's not because you like me as a person???? ;) Sometimes we are gracious to those whom we care about. Either way...I'm so touched by your post. I do love you, girl! You rock! HUGS!!!