Smoke

Smoke

A Poem by Blue Ivory

Look into the demons in your soul
I swear, you will be back for another taste
I could've grown up to be a good girl
If you hadn't touched me

Look inside, look deeper and deeper
Until your darkness is your happy place
Embrace yourself, little girl; the world is cold.
Your secrets-their whispers-those voices need to be heard.
They'll be your friends.

Won't they?

This lust. It wouldn't be there, would it?
No I'd be a prude like all of my friends.
Masks aren't hard to pull off. No one knows.
They know my bedroom is pink, and I like fluffy things. That's my safety.

But set them free-oh dear, please do!
The whispers, they expand...
They laugh at night, oh they laugh so loudly!
Mocking me.

Poor girl...thinks night is for sleep...

Oh, I've seen them
swirl
.
Once I had let them out.
They are
monstrous, mixed together; these demons of mine.
I could wear them on the outside. But that'd have me banished and killed.

No, it likes controlling me from the inside.
It haunts the soul.
It fills you. It's pretty satisfying!
That is if you like insomnia.

I don't have to hold a
cigarette
To understand the pleasurable pain
The voices in my head are enough thank you.

The only girl to choke on herself

"Poor thing," they said, "She looked so normal to me."

© 2012 Blue Ivory


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well it is a sad poem, filled with self pity and it near brought me to tears.
the positivity of it is that you were determined to keep your demons inside you and stil smile amidst all the laughs. i understand your pain and how daunting it is to feel like everybody is laughig at you and judging you without knowing your story.
the regret of missing out on being a good girl because " HE" touched you set the poem rolling.
very well done to you and keep writing because it is what i do when i need to blow off some steam.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Blue Ivory

10 Years Ago

Thank you for the honest review :)



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A epic journey in the poem. The poem told a powerful story. I like the flow of thoughts and good statements.
"'Embrace yourself, little girl; the world is cold.
Your secrets-their whispers-those voices need to be heard.
They'll be your friends."
The above lines are my favorite. Good to have secrets. No weakness in the excellent poem.
Coyote

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Blue Ivory

11 Years Ago

glad you liked it!
Very well written and imagined. Especially the last lines are soo true.You accurately described the general reaction of the society. Liked it very much. Keep writing

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Blue Ivory

11 Years Ago

Thank you :)
Beautiful poem. Lovely imagery. You are very gifted

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Blue Ivory

11 Years Ago

That means a lot to me! Thanks!
A stunning offering, Siren!
Painful insights well-expressed.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

We always think that just because people look happy that things must be perfect in their world... and we think the beautiful people always have it easy, assuming is the mother of all mistakes... I have never dealt with abuse but could certainly feel the darkness it can develop in the victim.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Normal is but a mask. Those who have endured Abuse of any kind understand this. Embrace the "naughty" if you will. Take your strength from knowing your normality is not wrong. :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Blue Ivory

11 Years Ago

Thanks :)

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Blue Ivory

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