Private War

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

I wrote this when I while I was going through the worst of my depression a few years ago. This was one of my very first poems.

"Private War"

 

The most alone you could ever be

Is being without yourself

To stray so far outside of you

There is no way to get back

When you're lying alone in the dark

And feel so disconnected

A blade pierces the flesh

But you're already numbed with pain

A friend says he'll be there for you

But you're too frozen to reach out

Even if you could explain

There's nothing they could do

No glue can paste together

Pieces of a broken heart

There is no needle or thread

That can sew together shreads of the torn soul

Human eyes are too blind to see

Bruises beneath the skin

Mortal ears are too deaf to hear

Screams echoing from within

Silent suffering is the worst kind of pain

Because no one can help you through

It's a private war you fight alone

And most of the time you lose 

 


Submitted: June 10, 2007

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Yesterday

Wow.

I completely know that feeling. That was amazing. I absolutely love it. The lines were so perfect, the words were so right, and you inspire me to write some poetry of my own. I think I'll try it.

Sun, June 10th, 2007 9:24am

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Thank you so, so very much. You're extremely kind, and I'm grateful that you've taken the time to read it. I'm glad you enjoy it.

Sun, June 10th, 2007 2:45am

PRY

wow. that is really good. u did really capture the true meaning being emotion. good job

Sun, June 10th, 2007 9:26am

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Thank you very much! That's very kind.

Sun, June 10th, 2007 2:46am

mar1e

SO powerful!!!

Sun, June 10th, 2007 2:42pm

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Thank you so much!

Sun, June 10th, 2007 2:15pm

zer0

It definitely captures all lonliness and hopelessness of depression. I'm sure alot of people can relate. Overall its a good free form poem. It flows very well for a piece without any fixed metrical rhythm. Defintely well done for one of your "first poems". Id be interested in seeing how your writings changed since. I find that i write best when im deeply depressed and the quality of my work decreases as my mood lightens.

Sun, June 10th, 2007 2:47pm

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Thank you very much. It's strange to think how such beautiful things can come from such a dark place, and how it seems to connect more deeply with people -- I don't think, from a writing stand-point, that this poem is very well done, but it's the piece I've gotten the most comments on since I wrote it.

Sun, June 10th, 2007 2:21pm

JustOneMoreChanceToSay

This really captures the emotions, its really good work well done

Sun, June 10th, 2007 3:54pm

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Thank you very much!

Sun, June 10th, 2007 2:22pm

Saturday Night

Powerful and beautifully written Kayla. I too have been there so many times. Very eloquently done. By the way, my last name is also Meyers. Great job of writing.

Sun, June 10th, 2007 6:57pm

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Thank you very, very much.

Sun, June 10th, 2007 2:25pm

Paradox

Exactly how I felt too... Ya, strange isnt it that creativity is at its best during times of low. Its the same with me too. I find that a poem flows out of me when im very down.

Tue, June 12th, 2007 6:56am

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Thank you for commenting. I'm sorry you had to feel this way. But yes, it's nice to know something that feels so negative can be turned into something positive.

Tue, June 12th, 2007 12:56am

Wayward Troubadour

I like these kinds of poems because I've written a couple like it before. Whenever I feel terrible about something, I usually write. It provides a release and even helps put things in perspective. Good work her! I'll be reading your other stuff :)

Sun, April 20th, 2008 4:06am

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