Life Lived AloneDamned to wallow in eternal darknessLife Lived Alone10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Abandoned and forgotten by a mother so heartless
I hid myself away to escape a world so cruel and shallow
My face hidden from even a candle's soft glow
And then, I met an angel, for what else could she be?
An angel with bright eyes and a heart full of purity
Her voice awoke the light inside
Brought to life a part of me that I thought had died
In the shadows I watched her every move
I taught her to sing and watched her improve
The fools of my opera could only watch in awe
Her voice even more beautiful than that of our famous Carlotta
She sang beautifully to a full house that night
On stage she was a magnificent sight
I knew then that she had to be mine
I enchanted her with soft songs in her mind
Even as she slept, I sang to her in dreams
But I never foresaw that young fashion-slave could ruin my scheme
To the women it seemed that his face was divine
And really, what woman would want a face as hideous as mine?
That boy, more child than man, took away
Aborted RegretsIt was supposed to be just that- an it, a thing.Aborted Regrets7 years ago in Horror More Like This
It wasn't supposed to be a he; he wasn't supposed to have my boyfriend's dark hair or my crooked pinkies or my father's flat nose.
He was just supposed to be an it, a thing, a clump of cells....He wasn't supposed to look so much like a child- like my child would.
As I placed my hands over my newly flattened stomach, I felt emptier than I thought I would.
I looked towards the doctor, he smiled at me, warm and sympathetic.
"I'm sorry, I just couldn't..." The words spilled from my mouth without conscious thought despite the fact that I had nothing to apologize for.
The doctor shushed me gently and placed his hand on my shoulder. I found the gesture to be ironically fatherly.
"It's alright. You don't have to explain. I understand."
But the words didn't comfort me; after all, I hadn't been justifying myself to him, but rather trying to justify myself to an unborn boy with dark hair and a flat nose, with eyes that never opened and ears that ne
Personal Barbie-dollShhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!Personal Barbie-doll7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The hissing sound of spraying fills my ears
And the smell of Lil' Princess Hair Spray
Makes me choke and gag as it has for years
But Mommy's painfully tight grip stops me from squirming away
Next comes the spray of fake tan, covering my legs and arms
While delicate porcelain squares hide my missing baby teeth
And still Mommy adds more gems, jewels and charms
Until the girl I see in the mirror looks nothing like the real me
A warning from Mommy this time- be quiet and stay in place!
While her hand gently zips up the sparkling dress,
Mindful of a thousand pink sequins and layers of white lace
All the while she tuts over my face (What a mess!)
Again Mommy shushes my protests and complaints
So quietly I sit, becoming Mommy's personal Barbie doll
I don't move (not once!) as she layers makeup upon my face
All the while she says that I'm just like Cinderella getting ready