Skull.

Skull.

A Poem by Rebecca Hope Rouston

Something is pushing themselves from inside

Every attack is overwhelming my mind

Cages and frustrating pressure, pushing

When in the first place it's all because of me

I long to see deep shades of purple appear

Though my alibi makes me hypocritical

I always seem to be the one whimpering

Yes, you got exactly what you wanted

You secretly disguise yourself under her  

And use her words to your advantage

Even if that means devastation to your gender

It's just another stab in the back of the ignorant

Foolishness turn me into who I never sought to be

And now I'm living to push myself from inside

My skull was made to shelter, protect

Never to let anything in...or out

© 2023 Rebecca Hope Rouston


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Interesting, deep poem. Never thought about a skull as a means to keep things in as well as out. Makes me wonder honestly what a pure thought would actually look like, how it would affect the five senses. I think you might have inspired me, not sure yet though, too tired to tell haha. Either way, a cool one to read.

Posted 15 Years Ago


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We should continue to learn everyday no matter how old we get and we are certainly meant to express our own thoughts to show our individuality.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Very good. I never thought of it that way.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

pretty neat read coming from someone who has too small of a skull and its called chiari malformation Your storey i get maybe not in the way you intended but i LOVED IT REALLY

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Powerful. You capture the internal battle in the mind so deeply, as well as the external pressure of people (love and life)... You make emotion so vivid...

Craig

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Interesting, deep poem. Never thought about a skull as a means to keep things in as well as out. Makes me wonder honestly what a pure thought would actually look like, how it would affect the five senses. I think you might have inspired me, not sure yet though, too tired to tell haha. Either way, a cool one to read.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on October 15, 2008
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Rebecca Hope Rouston
Rebecca Hope Rouston

Neverland, MI



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I'm Rebecca. My words are my story, your interpretation is yours. Sober since 2/4/2019 "Free yourself from yourself" - Tool more..

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