Fallen Angel

Fallen Angel

A Poem by .::Cup^E^Cake*RaWr!*::.
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This is speaking about some hard times my Mom went through & it is speaking from her point of view.

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No one will understand why I do what I do.

Why I don't ever think anything is true.

 

These words that I can't say,

Are buried in my heart.

I pick up all the pieces

But I still fall apart.

 

I want to breakdown

& leave it all in the past

But there's no way of know

How long the memories Will last.

 

The Screaming,The yelling

The Slapping,The slamming of the doors,

The Scratches,The pushing,

The crying & the sores.

 

These are probably all things

You'll never understand.

I got pushed away

Every time I reached for someones hand.

 

I'm a fallen Angel,

My wings are Broken.

I often leave important words unspoken.

 

I try to hide my feelings so no one can see,

All the broken pieces inside of me.

 

I'm completely numb but I still feel all this pain.

I've got so many emotions that I'm going insane.

There is no difference between tear drops & rain.

 

I'm a broken Angel.

My feathers were ripped out.

No one ever noticed,

No matter how loud I shout.

 

You can never begin to imagine,

Everything i went through.

All the things that i was told,

The were completely untrue.

 

You could never begin to imagine,

All the pain in my broken heart.

Every time I was left alone,

Every time I fell apart.

 

I'm a fallen angel,

With nothing left to give but this damaged heart.

With lots of missing pieces,

& lots of missing parts.

 

Maybe it can be fixed,

But it would be tough.

Maybe this damaged heart,

Someday will be enough.

 

 

~Rebekah M. Darby~

© 2008 .::Cup^E^Cake*RaWr!*::.


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- pain.....- swelling tears...

""I often leave important words unspoken.""
- memories flood from this...

""With nothing left to give but this damaged heart.""
- i somehow managed to give away this damaged heart..
with slivers of dry glue still flaking off..and he somehow
managed to put it back together, minus the nonsense...

""Maybe this damaged heart,
Someday will be enough.""
- I wish i could tell my father this..

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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It'll be a bumpy road there.... but soon enough you'll find someone that'll love you for who you are and doesn't care about what you're not. Great poem, girly! eye heart yu!

Posted 15 Years Ago


I dropped a tear or two here. It was like my mom's heart being written and shown to me. Beautiful images and a good job of making my heart feel sad for our moms, who seem so similar.

Posted 15 Years Ago


Aww an emotioal piece.

You can never begin to imagine,
Everything i went through.
All the things that i was told,
The were completely untrue

Saf but wonderful to
Thank you for sharing
A beautiful work

Much lov n respect,
Anna


Posted 15 Years Ago


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No one will understand why I do what I do.
Why I don't ever think anything is true.

is trully incredible.
this poem brought a tear & a hopeful feeling to my heart.
it needs to be published!:D

Posted 15 Years Ago


- pain.....- swelling tears...

""I often leave important words unspoken.""
- memories flood from this...

""With nothing left to give but this damaged heart.""
- i somehow managed to give away this damaged heart..
with slivers of dry glue still flaking off..and he somehow
managed to put it back together, minus the nonsense...

""Maybe this damaged heart,
Someday will be enough.""
- I wish i could tell my father this..

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is great, I know how you feel... And it's obvious that you put alot of yourself into this poem. I absolutely loved it too!!

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is a very tragic poem. Not to sound all preachy, but from someone who had a rough past, I promise that you can create a better life for yourself.

One "picky" note - Me wings are Broken. - you meant My wings are broken.....right?

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

One single word: WONDERFUL!!!

Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Wow, you made me feel you asthough I was right there across the room, watching you...knowing your pain. Keep penning those inner feelings...release, release, release! Great piece.

Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

This rings true for me hun, being left alone a lot as a child, and the hurt i felt.
It saddens me, and yet comforts me to.

Keep writing. Dawn

Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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.::Cup^E^Cake*RaWr!*::.

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My Name is Rebekah but everyone calls me Beck or Beckah or my fav Cup^E^Cake & I was born in Ohio but Raised in the south. My poems are about things that really happend some where in my life weather .. more..

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