Kaleidoscope Eyes

Kaleidoscope Eyes

A Poem by Not here

Little girl crying softly as she sits on the street.
Her eyes are black, bruised, and her body is always beat.
She misses her mother, because she kept her dad in line.
But when she left, he went crazy, and thinks he's fine and so divine.

He thinks that he's so perfect he can beat a girl senseless,
go into a bar and drink until he falls down cents-less.
And outside in the snow, she's all alone and still crying.
Some day she'll just lay down on the ground and she'll be dying.

Because her wounds bleed so badly that she can't even stand it.
She wanted to run away before, and she had even planned it
when her dad found her plans and threw them quickly in the fire.
Now, in all the world around her she has only one desire.

See, since that day he took and tied a collar around her neck,
making sure that she could never disappear as if a speck.
And she just wants it to come off; she just wants to be so normal.
'Cause when all the kids walk by, they stare as if she's paranormal.

They treat life as if a game; they walk around on two good feet
when she can't even stand on one because the collar and 'cause she's beat
until she's blue and black and dying and crying all over her body.
And the kids -they stare as they pass as if she is something shoddy.

So it's a beautiful-eyed girl who can only see her own tears
as she sits beside a streetlight, wearing a collar every year.
She'd rather slit her throat than wear it; she'd rather jump off of a bridge.
But the one time that she said that, he shoved her whole head into a fridge.

And how in the hell is he not caught? How in the hell does he walk free
when there's a little girl dying on the corner of 1st and Maple Tree?
Nobody really knows her pain. Nobody can ever understand.
Even when they offer help, she doesn't want to take their hand.

'Cause her dad might come and break it. He might come and make her cry.
And she knows that someday, he'll be the reason that she will die.

© 2015 Not here


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This is an extremely meaningful and emotional poem. Really well written and intense. The imagery adn rhyming is impeccable, well done.

Posted 8 Years Ago


Wow this poem was very powerful. The theme was so intense and as it brought me through the story I saw disturbing images of what this little girl was going through and how that might make her meet her end. Incredible.

Posted 8 Years Ago


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8 Years Ago

thank you brittany. im glad you enjoyed this :)
Well, my feelings just died. Haha. Great Story, and the fact that I CAN understand her pain scares me. LOL I loved it!!!!

Posted 8 Years Ago


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8 Years Ago

thank you ccc :) glad you liked it
I love it!
Keep on writing!

Posted 8 Years Ago


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8 Years Ago

i will :) thank you
reality bites in this poem well written

Posted 8 Years Ago


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8 Years Ago

thank you andrew :)
Sad and tragically a reality all to often. Potent and tragic, it speaks to your talent to take a depressing situation and infuse it with beauty

Posted 8 Years Ago


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8 Years Ago

thank you crystal :) im glad you liked it
this is so depressing :((...but you wrote it so well ...
everything is perfectly written ...
thanks for sharing !!

Posted 8 Years Ago


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8 Years Ago

no problem :) glad you liked it
Ouch. I don't know what else to say... :(

Posted 8 Years Ago


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8 Years Ago

yeah this was not a v happy poem
A sad and sometimes true story, Dante. Thank you for sharing. :) Rudi

Posted 8 Years Ago


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8 Years Ago

thank you for reading rudi:)
D. The is good an you pull at out heart strings and out social conscience at the same time. You have one little typo in the last line of the first stanza. but other than that, it's great. Loved your use of "cents-less" instead of senseless. Yes he drinks himself stupidly out of money, until all of it is gone, and I'm sure that will be her fault to, once he wakes up from his drunken stupor.
it's sad to know that some people really do live this way, and there never seems to be anyone around who cares enough to truly get involved. No one to offer sanctuary, and put him away, and so yes, she lives with he knowledge that she will most likely die at his hand.

This review was written for a previous version of this writing

Posted 8 Years Ago


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8 Years Ago

thank you jayceeC and ill look at that typo. there are normally a few i miss. thank you for the revi.. read more

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