I'm Talking to You

spoken word with recording

https://soundcloud.com/mariah-li/im-talking-to-you

Small child's innocence 
raised from deliverance 
knowing that hell is a place
where I once felt safe 
and needing words of assurance 
to please my mind 
as you think you please my body. 

Gone are the days when you could
talk your way through it, 
spinning webs that caught me
with your sour milk whispers 
and chocolate bribes, 
knowing that 3 Musketeers 
and Dr. Pepper couldn't 
fix me up if they tried. 

Writing, drawing, painting, 
trying to make Art that 
didn't remind me of you, 
to give a different spin on the 
name that made its way into 
blobs of paint and messed up words
and I realized that those lies
you told me backfired. 

Instead of trusting you, 
I trusted no one, 
living off of praise and
ways of life that never made sense
except in my head and on my skin.

Arthur, 

I let you be the author
of my life,
the creator of my story, 
shining glory that raised my self esteem
on marionette strings,
dancing with my life
and my heart;
should'a known from the start 
that the fishing line
holding me up
was a fish story
that no one wanted to hear.

Author's Note

Dec 6, 2014

transferred from allpoetry account

Reviews

[Relic]

You expressed yourself very well in this. I would slow down slightly at the end though on the audio. I'm not sure, but your end lines might need revising if your running out of breath in the middle of them. Just something I read. You did a really nice job writing this.

[beautifulblade]

It was a really hard one for me to read so I was trying to get through it without crying. I did mean to go back and re-do it, though. Thank you for reminding me. :)