Porcelain

Porcelain

A Poem by Mulligitawny

It's like I'm ill and every orifice of my body oozes,
Every porous piece of porcelain shedding, faltering into unmade purity.

I see it laying there trying to pick itself up,
Trying to find some chemical adhesive that will maybe make it stick.

Trying,
Trying,
Trying.

© 2013 Mulligitawny


Author's Note

Mulligitawny
Went through a difficult stage filled with self hate and drug use. This is one of the only things i wrote during those times.

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You capture despair within the lines of this verse...just as a reader you feel you are the words going through the struggle...just gets at you...the whole write is screaming and yet has no where to go...but keep going in the lines and you may the declaration with the word:

Trying,
Trying,
Trying.

Yet...it has control over you...

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Mulligitawny

10 Years Ago

I really like this comment, i feel that you can feel what i was feeling.. lol. Thanks for the feedba.. read more
Glen Yumang Manese

10 Years Ago

YOU'RE WELCOME...



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You capture despair within the lines of this verse...just as a reader you feel you are the words going through the struggle...just gets at you...the whole write is screaming and yet has no where to go...but keep going in the lines and you may the declaration with the word:

Trying,
Trying,
Trying.

Yet...it has control over you...

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Mulligitawny

10 Years Ago

I really like this comment, i feel that you can feel what i was feeling.. lol. Thanks for the feedba.. read more
Glen Yumang Manese

10 Years Ago

YOU'RE WELCOME...
i am intrested the correct word is the lines which is capturing my mind is not the poem the authors note, there is old saying in my village we can take drugs but the drugs will not take us,
have a good day friend

Posted 10 Years Ago


Thanks so much for your comment, i appreciate your encouraging words! Congratulations on your sobriety, i am sure you can keep the upper hand on this never ending battle! I am glad this could connect with you on such a level. Thanks again for your time, it means the world to me! :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


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LJW
You have no idea how much I can relate to this. I am a recovering addict just coming back after a three-year relapse. I was clean for 16 years previous to that. I watched myself... I felt myself chip away. Like pure white porcelain that was horribly filthy at the same time.

What I liked about this is that it wasn't cheesy. it wasn't overwrought or overstated. You didn't mention drugs once. You wrote about how you felt in an artistic way using phrases no one else has ever spoken.

Original, meaningful work.

Unique. .. the last three lines gave me goosebumps.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Trying to find some chemical adhesive that will maybe make it stick. This line is awesome...i have had my struggles with addiction so I really feel this. Great short poem. The imagery of the porcelain, it made me think of a doll coming apart awesome.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I particularly enjoyed line 3.

Posted 10 Years Ago



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Added on August 28, 2013
Last Updated on August 28, 2013
Tags: broken, breaking, coming down, get it together, sad