Normal Day Washed Away

The idea for this struck me in the middle of Algebra class and I wrote this completely in there.

Normal Day Washed Away

A normal day

Washed away

When you entered the room

It became a gloom

Like those eyes in your head

That scare me out of bed

The darkness of you

Keeps my spirit blue

The color of jealousy and stress

My mind scatters into a disheveled mess

Clear, blue skies

Darken when I realize

Gray clouds of doom

Soar beyond my tomb

Of the childish smile

That lies too many miles

Behind my worn down form

To be recovered from your destructive storm

Every attempt I make

To get out of the bake

That burns my lovable side

There you are like a high tide

Pushing me back to be confined

By the restless days that have no shine

You are Tartarus

An agonizing abyss

Where the monsters can rest

Then wake up and at best

Kill me quickly enough

For me to breathe only one huff

Before I bleed out

To prevent my last shout

For others to hear

And be steered

Away from you and your lies

That sucked me in after unbearable sighs

That you stealthily gave

To secretly dig my grave

And before I knew

Out of the blew

Boom! A shot fired

Requiring me to retire

To my painful seat

As a sign of defeat

Because you have wasted

My time to sit by and be tasted

For surrender during the war

That has led to a tore

In my entire mind

To decide to sign

Away my morals and rights

In order to keep in the little light

Left from this world

That was the one to have hurled

My body into the corruption

And the wincing destruction

Of you and the flawless disguise

That forced me to my demise

Reviews

[Lloyd Frieson-Small]

I was given an intimate understanding when reading this piece. I don't know if this is or was your situation, but I would like congratulate you on making your pain beautiful, dear poet. Thanks for sharing.

[Kalen Luciano]

This unfortunately was a situation I faced and the way I dealt with it was by writing my misery down through poems and stories. Not all of them are based on it, but there are some that are similar to the pain I had faced.

[Lloyd Frieson-Small]

As I said before, thanks for sharing :)

[erika]

wow really moving. keep up the good work.

[Holly]

Wow.. This has an epic feel to it. Great work!

[A Foiled Soul]

Wow. This gave me chills. And not many people can do that. I believe you have a dark mind. Dark minds are always the best poets. Please continue writing.

[Kalen Luciano]

Thank you. Would you believe I am actually glad that you told me I had a dark mind?

[A Foiled Soul]

I would indeed. I too have a dark mind. For we are legion. Only the best poetry comes from the soul. A Dark mind knows how to tell a story in its poems.

[Coyote Poetry]

Very good use of thoughts. I like the flow of thoughts leading to serious topics at the end. Good to allow the pen flow when the ideas come to the brain. Thank you for sharing the entertaining poetry.
Coyote

[Kalen Luciano]

Thanks! I got this idea from someone who had done some hurtful things to me. She walked into my Algebra class and then the idea spaeked in my head.