Touched
By Jaded Jezzabelle
My words are just letters
dipped in moonlight
strung together like stars
draped across the sky
to form these words
that mean everything
but
change nothing
no
thing
.
.
Tainted thoughts
RAPED
expressed with jaded words
that came straight from a mind
that has been faded
for
a
decade
.
or more
.
Lost inside dreams
never told
and
goals
that were sold
to the lowest
bidder
Hidden in fogs
bitter mist
.
cloudy eyes
hide
a heart thats
clear
as it
gets
R
A
I
D
E
D
by all my twisted emotions
Pieces of myself
that
need to be set free
are
being held hostage
by
fear
of never feeling anything else
again
of
being left numb
from
an overdose of stimulation
in the deepest parts
of
my torn and tattered
soul
.
.
.
I'm shattered
.
little
pieces of me scattered
on
the
floor
sticking to your feet
as
you walk all over me
again
.
.
.
.
a
n
d
.
.
.
I can still
kind of hear
our laughter
as
it echos in the distance
on
the winds
of
yesterday
.
.
.
This is what we've become
.
who... I ... am
But
never who or what
I
thought
.
we would ever
be
Comments on "Touched"
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On Friday, May 21, 2004, Jonas
(715) wrote:
visually well put together flows with the piece. flows with time as it winds down. beautiful and deep and honest.
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A former member wrote:
the form really adds to the theme of *pieces* lying about, excellent word choice, sad and familiar
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On Sunday, February 1, 2004, LovedByAMiracle
(51) wrote:
this is the most amazing thing ive ever read. this may just be my favorite poem here. you have unbelieveable talent