Part of me is dead-no pulse or warmth inside
part of me is unread-for that part i have cryed
part of me is broken-scattered pieces of abuse
part of me is a token-Null and Void and out of use
part of me is a bird-willing to soar away
part of me is unheard-just a voice without a say
part of me is beautiful-or so I like to think
part of me is mutual
But most of me is off the brink
Part of me is a Prisoner-no freedom or room to grow
part of me is lamb doner-whats in it?who the hell knows
part of me is humerous-a cover up for pain
part of me is curious-whats the secret behind the game?
part of me is high-laughing with all my friends
part of me is a lie-too broken to try and mend
part of me is being strong-before I give up and sink
part of me is a sad song
But most of me is off the brink
Although I am not sure what you mean when you say you are "mutual", and I can't quite work out what "off the brink" means, the REST of this is absolutely fantastic. Lines 1-7 of both stanzas are full of original, fresh and profound poetry which works on all sorts of levels.
ReplyDeleteIt's very sad - but with a redeeming sense of humour and flashes of hope here and there too.
I mean it when I say I REALLY like this poem. You have excelled yourself. (And I think it is the only poem I have ever read with "lamb doner" in it too!!!)