On My Own All Alone
I try to call you on the phone
You voice mail answers
I try again
You don't answer once again
Maybe we wern't meant to be
or could this really be a dream

Standing alone
with tight chains
clasped around me.
There was nowhere to go.
I stood on sharp glass
barefoot thinking:
“Why do I deserve this?”
I tried walking around the glass,
but everywhere I stepped,
it was there
waiting for me
to bleed in pain
as they hovered over me with smiles.
I was confused wondering:
“What did I do wrong?”
Every move I made
the chains became tighter
and more secure
allowing me to not even breathe.
I was lost standing in a minefield
of shattered glass
barefoot,
all alone
and unable to move.
I was told I wasn’t good enough
for anyone or anything,
but I blocked that out
and built the strength up
to break the chains
that were built on my body
which weighed me down
for so long.
I was practically told
not to breathe,
but I did because I had to.
I was told not to wear shoes,
but I wore spikes anyway
crushing as many pieces
of shattered, sharp glass
as I could.
Every tiny piece
I crushed
was my way of revenge.
After a while I realized
that smothering the glass
was only making me
a weaker person.
and by that,
I was doing them a favor
and they became stronger.
So I ran.
I ran fast
away from my loneliness.
And that is what helped me
become so strong.
I now have scars from
the heavy chains
and sharp glass,
but it’s a remembrance
that I got away
on my own
all alone.

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wow.
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thanks, it took me a long time to write this one. it's about my relationship with my parents. i used to have a horrible and miserable life when i lived at home and i was alone in it all, but i got away from it. -crystal, mn
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i understand. me too when i was young. you are strong, keep growing.
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who are you? do you write poetry, too? or were you just visiting this site?
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i write here sometimes :)
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what type of poetry do you write?
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whatever occurs to me. not a lot recently. soon i will have more time to do that. i hope to grow poetically.
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awesome. good luck to you and your future :)
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:) you too. i hope you will contribute more work here at ipp. i will stop by to read it.