Utopia of the Damned
Utopia of the Damned
This was written at a time when I felt alone, hopeless, and let's face it, I was depressed. I was about 15 years old when it was written and like all of the items I wrote at that time, I tucked it away, safely hidden from the prying eyes of parents and siblings. While going through some various items at my parents house, I came across the box. This was the box that contained my feelings and emotions for so many years. In an essence, the box was me. The real me. Not the fraudulent me that those around me had come to know.I was never very good at expressing myself through spoken word, so it all went down on paper.
Utopia of the Damned
The sky....
ebony black
The stars....
bright twinkling sequins of light
Sweeping my hands across the heavens
Grasping, clutching for even one tiny bead of hope
Carefully, eagerly, gingerly....
I pry it open
Saddened to see I have have captured only slivers
of darkness
Submitted by - Depression |
- hope |
- hopeless |
- Poetry |
- sadness |
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silentlyscreaming,
I'll tell you why I liked this poem. First, I love when people post fiction and poetry on xomba...it's a nice break to read creative writing. Secondly, the hand theme runs throughout the poem and the choice of slivers at the end was perfect for the hand even if it's meant in a different way. Finally, I like how you juxtapose the stars with depression. Like, there are so many people out there but everyone can feel alone. Nice job +1 from me!
Peace,
Mia NW
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Utopia of the Damned....
Mia, you've made me blush with your praise. Seriously, thanks for the kind words and just for stopping by and reading.