Alive

Alive

A Poem by Elwina

Some product of a broken home

Flooded by tears

Born in a weep, the lullaby

I still hear in my sleep

And that won’t stop

Or fade

 

Bathed in waters tainted with pink

Drops from the wounds that you could never heal

Raised in pieces

Holding my cuts from broken glass

That I would pick

Between the screams

And where my innocence was smashed

 

I would hold up my breath

Long before I could speak

And I would close my eyes

For this to disappear

I used to hope that I would disappear

But nightmares would go on

As sun would rise

 

 

Somewhere I’ll be bleeding

Always

 

 

But I’m alive and standing up

Definitely fragile but not fully broken

I'm bruised

But made it through


As endless as it seemed

I am alive

I made it 

I survived...

© 2015 Elwina


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Superb, An over used quote is 'Things in life that cause you pain will serve to make you stronger' I am afraid to say that is is utter rubbish. Things in life that cause you pain do not make you stronger, they just make you too cautious and fearful to expose your self to that environment again. You get stronger when you learn to forgive evil actions by contaminated souls, learn of the things that made them happen and learn what they mean to you. With these sparks you build the firs inside of you to enlighten your own soul. My past is from abuse and darkness but I came to learn that we must exist forever in darkness before we can truly know and appreciate the light. Just to write these words show how far you have come so yes 'Believe you have made it through' these words show you have.

Posted 11 Years Ago


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This is spine tingling, it provokes thoughts to me of abuse which is over whelmed by the amount of strength the persona has! I particularly love your style and your way of expression, especially this line - " But nightmares would go on/As sun would rise," incredible.

Posted 11 Years Ago


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This is both chilling and meaningful. Honesty sometimes comes from depravity. Here you illustrate that well.

One thing to think about. You mention "I've turned into a sane...woman." Surely these experiences that mar our past don't make us completely sane, but rather complex and insightful?

Posted 11 Years Ago


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A beautiful story of tragedy and overcoming the hardships of life, that many of us are dealt. I am glad you survived, some of us are not so lucky...Very well written and touching work.

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Wow. Very well-written, full of emotion, and definately heart-felt(: I love the end line.

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Love this!

Posted 11 Years Ago


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i like the spirit of challenge you have. this spirit makes you able to face depression. i have really enjoyed the images and metaphor here...
very nice poem

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Yea.i guess you are very strong thats why you survived.

Posted 11 Years Ago


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I can relate to this too. Amazing poem and I am glad you survived.

Voice

Posted 12 Years Ago


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Added on April 3, 2012
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Tags: childhood, alive, growing up

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Elwina
Elwina

Belgium



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My feet are in Europe (most of the time). My dreams take me everywhere. I love to write. It helps me being centered and travelling through my inner world. If you have to read one piece from me, .. more..

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