A Poem by Courtney Hough

from your fury, 
from your fears,
from your pain.

your muscles ache,
and a thousand words you should have said
dissolve your skin, reaching yesterday,
withering every inch of you but you resist
the years, the transfixed moments,
the threads love weaved around you
because you are so young and wild:
your ideals come first, your spirit
it is a passion, a wound, a devotion.
just a few can understand
you don't need life. it is life that needs you.

sometimes you feel less strong
and more grotesque.
it is when the moon rises
and the world is in a drop.
you don't believe in miracles anymore
and today is not enough.
you need twenty years
or maybe what you can't admit
even to yourself.
Is it too late to feel the flowers
in your hair but you still feel them
and the hands holding them.
for some minutes life has another name
and you find out a face beneath
your face.
but when you contemplate
the water in the glass,
it is only you so you back off
afraid of your pieces refracted
on it because you are
still there but the form
and the content clashed long ago.
and what you see is so frightening.
But that doesn't mean it's over....

......keep strong and keep fighting. 

© 2018 Courtney Hough

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Powerful and know which words to say and how to say them.rising up from despair this is a great message

Posted 11 Months Ago

that was really good :) extremely descriptive, I could picture everything in my head :) great job Courtney :)

Posted 11 Months Ago

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Added on January 18, 2018
Last Updated on January 18, 2018


Courtney Hough
Courtney Hough


Writing is easy all you do is sit down...and bleed. Imagery is the best way for me to express how I feel, nothing is better then getting to know a different side of yourself. Poetry pulled me out of t.. more..


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