Quite Possibly

Quite Possibly

A Poem by Broken.

Maybe I'll just cry
Cry until my heart blows out


Maybe I'll just sing
Sing a cheerful song that inflates balloons


Maybe I'll just mope
Using my covers as shields, trying to keep reality at bay


Maybe I'll just listen
Listen to those old nursery rhymes


Maybe I'll just hurt
Hurt to a pointless cause


Maybe I'll just swing
Swing until I can fly away


Maybe I'll just ramble
Unconsciously until my mouth feels like cotton


Maybe I'll just wait
Hold off on the childish games I covet so much, just for you

 

 

 


Maybe not.

 

 

 

 

 I will run
Run to see how far I can go
until I have to stop

© 2008 Broken.


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I like the imagery here. I like the way you present your choices and your use of color for each, then then ending clinches it all. I like the break of Maybe Not...then the strong finish. Wonderful!

Posted 15 Years Ago


I love this. It builds and builds, until in my minds eye, I can see a very timid average girl, and then with the last stanza it is all blown away.

I know the feeling of wanting to run until you have to stop, and I adore the way you built up to it. With all of the uncertainties and feelings that become mingled in your mind before you decide that running might be a good idea.

Posted 15 Years Ago


Very creative! I believe all of us can relate to this because we've all felt parts of this.

Posted 15 Years Ago


this poem is really awesome. i like how the title is different from "maybe" but it still means the same thing. Very creative!

Posted 15 Years Ago


Hehe, I like Nina's comment down there.
And I have to agree that it's okay to feel like this, and you have friends who will help you pull through.
:)

Oh and what's the word on initiation??

Posted 15 Years Ago


Awwwww! Pull through Juliana! Pull through! He's gay! I love you!

Posted 15 Years Ago



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