Smoke

Smoke

A Poem by Blue Ivory

Look into the demons in your soul
I swear, you will be back for another taste
I could've grown up to be a good girl
If you hadn't touched me

Look inside, look deeper and deeper
Until your darkness is your happy place
Embrace yourself, little girl; the world is cold.
Your secrets-their whispers-those voices need to be heard.
They'll be your friends.

Won't they?

This lust. It wouldn't be there, would it?
No I'd be a prude like all of my friends.
Masks aren't hard to pull off. No one knows.
They know my bedroom is pink, and I like fluffy things. That's my safety.

But set them free-oh dear, please do!
The whispers, they expand...
They laugh at night, oh they laugh so loudly!
Mocking me.

Poor girl...thinks night is for sleep...

Oh, I've seen them
swirl
.
Once I had let them out.
They are
monstrous, mixed together; these demons of mine.
I could wear them on the outside. But that'd have me banished and killed.

No, it likes controlling me from the inside.
It haunts the soul.
It fills you. It's pretty satisfying!
That is if you like insomnia.

I don't have to hold a
cigarette
To understand the pleasurable pain
The voices in my head are enough thank you.

The only girl to choke on herself

"Poor thing," they said, "She looked so normal to me."

© 2012 Blue Ivory


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well it is a sad poem, filled with self pity and it near brought me to tears.
the positivity of it is that you were determined to keep your demons inside you and stil smile amidst all the laughs. i understand your pain and how daunting it is to feel like everybody is laughig at you and judging you without knowing your story.
the regret of missing out on being a good girl because " HE" touched you set the poem rolling.
very well done to you and keep writing because it is what i do when i need to blow off some steam.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Blue Ivory

10 Years Ago

Thank you for the honest review :)



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Very nice work. I feel the sadness and passion in this piece. The ending is just heartbreaking. Good job :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Blue Ivory

10 Years Ago

Thanks! Glad you stopped by. :)
Shaquana Adams

10 Years Ago

You're welcome :)
well it is a sad poem, filled with self pity and it near brought me to tears.
the positivity of it is that you were determined to keep your demons inside you and stil smile amidst all the laughs. i understand your pain and how daunting it is to feel like everybody is laughig at you and judging you without knowing your story.
the regret of missing out on being a good girl because " HE" touched you set the poem rolling.
very well done to you and keep writing because it is what i do when i need to blow off some steam.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Blue Ivory

10 Years Ago

Thank you for the honest review :)
I feel the passion of this. Great write

Posted 10 Years Ago


Its almost like a dance of skeletons in the closet. Dark ..gloomy. Enjoyed the poem but would enjoy more if you are able to defeat the darkness inside and around you and that is your task.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This sent a chill up my spine...I understand now why you always say you understand...gotcha! Your poem is darkly good, the words echo inside me...this one resonates in all those inky places that wear that facade so well. Interesting title. ;-)

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Blue Ivory

11 Years Ago

Thank you! Glad you like it :)
So many different powerful truths are revealed in this wonderful poem. I really enjoyed this piece.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Now I finally got what you meant. And I'm glad I did.
It's true, people are not allowed to show this side of them, so they side it with pink and fluffy things(lol) .

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Hell yes I know this girl...we try so hard to look "normal" on the outside. But that's society, we cannot show our sickness, cannot show what really torments the soul in fear of blind judgment. The story reads of a child that wasn't always corrupt, but it was fait that made her "not right" under the circumstances; to please others, shee hides behind rainbows. That's where society fails us. They won't accept the black and white...they only want to see in color. Fabulous writing...it makes the reader think!

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is wicked good lol.. I felt as though we were sisters and you peeked into my diary... ;) Love the depth and description is great..xo

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Blue Ivory

11 Years Ago

Thanks! I haven't written something like this in a while so I had to share :D
What lies behind all our masks would be a shock indeed, so instead we live in a world of contrived lies and convenience. This speaks to me of an inner sruggle of desire and doing what is expected and also the darker side of what we are sometimes made to do/end up doing and dont want to

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Blue Ivory

11 Years Ago

Well I'm glad you saw all of that :) thank you!

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