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Array ( [sid] => 110429 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => I Am from a Brick [time] => 2005-11-26 19:29:38 [hometext] => I guess this is about my life. It is free verse... my first posted free verse poem, so any comments will be soo appreciated. Hopefully... it is alright. [bodytext] => I am from the brick that fell out of the wall
(Dead, heavy
It damaged like my family)

I am from the crab apple tree
Whose fruit held my happiness
Whose fruit held my hope
Whose fruit held my safety
As if it knew I needed for future day

I am from the mirror that reflected hell
Which also showed why my life could perish
It showed guns
It showed drugs
It showed me
And it showed a pedophile

I am from the stairs
Which holds the weight of my silent screams
And my endless, hopeless tears
It held the people who “rescued” me
And it still holds the reasons why I couldn’t be rescued

I am now part of another family
Who is still apart of drugs
But lacks violence and offenders

I am part of a feeling
A feeling of not belonging
Which tears me into pieces
It leaves me screaming for my old life

I go back to my crab apple tree
My one place that I was ever free
I take a bite of an apple
It releases the smiles that I thought I’d lost
I feel like I must rebel from my sadness

I am from lessons
I am from a life
Which wanted to make me into one way
A depressed, untrusting, lost, unlucky girl

But I am also from eternal heart
Something that was there before I had life
And something that is more powerful than hate
It has helped me become who I am now
An independent, strong, worldly, aware, lucky girl

It took me a while
I am finally here
I will let nothing destroy me
I am forever alive
Though horrors stuck my soul
I fought them off with my strong heart
And all that I came from doesn’t matter
Because I will always have my heart to follow [comments] => 3 [counter] => 195 [topic] => 21 [informant] => AmyLee4Ever [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
I Am from a Brick

Contributed by AmyLee4Ever on Saturday, 26th November 2005 @ 07:29:38 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



I am from the brick that fell out of the wall
(Dead, heavy
It damaged like my family)

I am from the crab apple tree
Whose fruit held my happiness
Whose fruit held my hope
Whose fruit held my safety
As if it knew I needed for future day

I am from the mirror that reflected hell
Which also showed why my life could perish
It showed guns
It showed drugs
It showed me
And it showed a pedophile

I am from the stairs
Which holds the weight of my silent screams
And my endless, hopeless tears
It held the people who “rescued” me
And it still holds the reasons why I couldn’t be rescued

I am now part of another family
Who is still apart of drugs
But lacks violence and offenders

I am part of a feeling
A feeling of not belonging
Which tears me into pieces
It leaves me screaming for my old life

I go back to my crab apple tree
My one place that I was ever free
I take a bite of an apple
It releases the smiles that I thought I’d lost
I feel like I must rebel from my sadness

I am from lessons
I am from a life
Which wanted to make me into one way
A depressed, untrusting, lost, unlucky girl

But I am also from eternal heart
Something that was there before I had life
And something that is more powerful than hate
It has helped me become who I am now
An independent, strong, worldly, aware, lucky girl

It took me a while
I am finally here
I will let nothing destroy me
I am forever alive
Though horrors stuck my soul
I fought them off with my strong heart
And all that I came from doesn’t matter
Because I will always have my heart to follow




Copyright © AmyLee4Ever ... [ 2005-11-26 19:29:38]
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Re: I Am from a Brick (User Rating: 1 )
by Fernanda_F_Rocha on Sunday, 27th November 2005 @ 05:18:30 AM AEST
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Very powerful emotional write...good work!


Re: I Am from a Brick (User Rating: 1 )
by ruby_dreamer on Sunday, 27th November 2005 @ 08:16:10 AM AEST
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I love this free-verse. ^_^ I like your metaphors a LOT. Crab tree, mirror, stairs...you're many unsuspected things! Great job!


Re: I Am from a Brick (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Thursday, 15th December 2005 @ 07:57:49 PM AEST
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i agree, very powerfull write.
huggs,
emy
good to see u posting again.




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