Swing, Swing

Swing, Swing

A Poem by William

bury me. you thought your problems were gone. carry me. away, away, away.



[this is a love letter to leaving.]
paper hearts that were meant to bleed,
but could never produce a speck of red.
toothpick fingers and painted features
that shatter at the most fragile touch.
lifeless and loveless china dolls,
lost causes and lost hopes.
desperate and dreaming,
sighing eyes and--
and it isn't pretty anymore,
and i'm tired of your silences.
i'm tired of loving an idol,
i'm tired of feeling like nothing.
i'm tired of being anonymous.
i'm tired of trying so hard,
and i'm tired of you.
[so goodbye.]

© 2011 William

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Beautiful, very deep. Very good

Posted 9 Years Ago

Wow. That was an amazing piece of poetry. A brilliant use of imagery to convey the sorrow that you feel (or felt).

"paper heart that were meant to bleed,
but could never produce a speck of red." - my favourite lines.

Very well penned. Keep up the great work! :D

Posted 9 Years Ago

There some great images here... especially the 'china dolls' that can shatter so easily. I like the way the second stanza sums up so many feelings of distance and disconnectedness (if that's a word).

Posted 9 Years Ago

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Added on March 2, 2011
Last Updated on March 2, 2011



Atco, NJ

Hello, my name is William and I'm a write-aholic. My first poem ever was written in January 2009, so I'm still pretty rough. Nothing is perfect, but I'm addicted to writing, and I do enjoy doing it.. more..

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