"... I fear if I don't hide everything between line breaks and alluring alliterations that allude to always and for-never, I'll spell out the stark memories of my future and leave myself bare without metaphors to hide my skin in, hoping it will become a metamorphosis and I'll become someone better."
This is uncannily -- I mean uncannily -- accurate and a perfect description of... me! I love this poem so much and I often come back to read it but this is the first time I realized how much I identify with it ;V; I really enjoy your writing and I can't wait to see more!
oh gosh, I'm very, very sorry for such a late reply! I'm so happy to know you really enjoy my poem and that you've taken the time to read it not just once but multiple times. I'm also happy to know you identify with it; I don't write so much anymore, but I think one of the main reasons I still occasionally do and then post them here is to hopefully find people who can connect with my poems. Thank you so much for reading my poem and for your comment! And also for adding me to your +watch! It all means so much to me and I truly appreciate it.
the lack of capitalization is important to those stanzas of the poem. but yes, I used to wish all i's would be capitalized in poetry, but I think it can add something more if used well; hopefully that's the case in mine.
I have secrets spilling into the sky and I wish the wind would bear them away forever so I could stop spending nights sleepless thinking about things I can never say and all the things that came out wrong.
I have the cruel notion that I am a murderer, slicing my thoughts into slivered segments and burying them separately in unmarked graves carved into the rotten ruts of my brain that I've only temporarily forgotten. I always hope they will dissolve-- perish the thought!-- and cease to exist in my mind anymore. But that's the trouble with burying things alive: they have a way of taking root, stirring and returning to haunt my heart and somewhere, someone is asking the back of my mind
"if you are your own victim, will they blame you for suicide?"
Love the twists you played on the words--a phrase you'd except to head in a certain direction takes a sudden redirect with the logic of dreams. Not a 180 from what you'd expect, as some people do, but a completely unpredictable yet delicious phrase. That's a hard power to tap, right there.
I'm not quite sure, why I'm in tears now, but your words have touched me deeply. I'm not even sure, if I understand everything correctly - and I'm sure, this can be read again and again, but already it feels absolutely true. I don't know, if this is a writers thing, but for me, your words are a song, resonating perfectly with my own emotions. THANK YOU so much for sharing this!!!
aww thank you so much! I'm so happy you feel a connection with it because it's all my emotions too. your comment really means a lot to me; thank you so much for taking the time to read my poem and leave your words. ♥