Details |
Madyson Moran Poem
She let people stab her in the back
Like stepping on a bug, they never know it’s coming
Like hunting a deer they don’t know it’s coming
She let them, she wanted it
She was called a one trick pony
She wanted the pain
She wanted to be let down
She let them, she wanted it
But that’s not her story
But nobody knew
Nobody,
people liked to judge her
Tell her what she feels.
She wanted to break the wall stopping
Her from speaking
Her words told something
Like the words to songs, poems, stories
They were stopped like water to a dam
She never spoke
She was called names
Rude, quite, stupid,dumb, fat, ugly
Eventually she felt
Rude quite, stupid and dumb, fat,and ugly
She never stood up
She believed that she meant nothing
She was broken
Lost,
Dead
People made her world feel broken
People made her feel sick
People make her feel gone
She was in pain
She cut herself
She starved herself
She was trying to be everything she wasn’t
She was told to be a happy butterfly
But she was stuck in her cocoon
Locked away
She didn’t have a key,
She didn’t have a code
To be the happy butterfly
that everyone told her to be
She didn’t want the pain or the scars,
The guilt, the agony, the hatred
She was told to be the happy butterfly
That she never believed she could be.
Copyright © Madyson Moran | Year Posted 2016
|
Details |
Madyson Moran Poem
The morning sun was so pretty
we could watch it all day long
She wanted to be the morning sun
So people would notice her.
One noticed her.
But he was weird.
He was different.
Awkward.
Not her type
She noticed how he would stare
Watched everything she did.
Watched walk home, to class,
watched her put on lipstick.
“Her lips very so very pretty.”
They lived near each other
But she never payed any attention.
She was walking home one day
He followed her.
All the way home.
She got scared
When he came up behind her.
Grabbed
Touched
Taken
Gone.
The last thing she remember is him saying
“ we will be together forever”
Copyright © Madyson Moran | Year Posted 2016
|