One Stormy Night

One Stormy Night

A Poem by Chelsea

One Stormy Night

I walk in the woods

Alone, my hand is not entwined with anybodies

I am caught up in the lies I tell myself

I’m ugly, fat, no good, worthless

I take no notice, at the maddening weather

The wind tugs my hair from behind, until it hurts

The skies glower down at me,

Black and blue, beaten, revenge they claim,

Pouring rain upon me

It pelts my face,

Why? I drop to my knees

Confusion sweeps me,

My thoughts wander back to my slamming words

No, no, no, no,

I realize, these to be lies,

Spoon fed to me from an evil force,

I fight back, feeling the lord’s strength

I’m beautiful, good, worth something

I say these words, believing them for once

Truly believing.

© 2011 Chelsea


Author's Note

Chelsea
This happened to me..... but not in a storm or anything. Just trying to make it more interesting :) Tell me what you think.

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yeah! such determination is so often overlooked in our lives nowadays. this was very powerful and strong, awesome work!
and this really proves the power of Rene Descartes's epic quote "Je pense, donc je suis." (that all-famous one "I think, therefore I am").
very well done!

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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beautiful Chelsea...and remember that the Lord sees you as a beautiful jewel...you are His beloved...and you are beautiful!

Posted 8 Years Ago


I feel the storm adds some form of symbolism to your feelings pounding you in the face. It was definitely a nice addition, and you formed a nicely written poem.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Yeah I had a epiphany like that too. Great job!

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Nice, you really brought me into the world of this piece. I could see everything happening in a movie before my very eyes. Its a good topic too , many kids face this so thumbs up! well done good job! my only complaint is the language could be a bit more creative....only complaint

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

you are so good at telling stories in your poetry! nice!

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

good write! it is a lie that is constantly in our minds, that we're not worth anthing, but we totally are! we are worth so much more then we believe!
the use of the storm intensifies the battle within yourself. good imagery. well done!

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

God works in mysterious ways. Self esteem comes from other people's opinion of ourselves. If other people never told me that I was xx (clever), how would I know? It's just weird how simple things can make us happy and how easily people change their minds.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Negative words can take us down. Age teaches us not to pay attention to people with no heart or conscious. I like the positive ending. A outstanding poem.
Coyote

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Most people succumb to the negative and drown out the positive, nice to see the opposite here!

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Very interesting poem. I like walking in the rain, but not when it hailing. It's a cool poem.

Posted 9 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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