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DiamondsGirl
April 15th, 2014, 11:46 AM
I am not here to brag about my life story. I am not here to act like I know what's gonna happen in your life. But I do know that if you hang on a little longer, fight a little harder, you really really will see the light at the end of the tunnel. Yes, you might still go through ups and downs even after. In fact I still keep my social anxiety to this day. But hey, c'est la vie. This is my story, condensed to a five-page long narrative poem aptly titled "My Life In Verses". Growing up is a scary phase, but we do reach its bottom end sooner or later. Stay strong! x
P.S: I am already fighting anxiety hitting that "post" button. I really fear someone would think I'm just bragging. But I know some people feel better if they read about someone else's story, and however little the number of people this poem might be beneficial to, it worth it.
My Life In Verses

There was this one little girl
A long, long time ago
She loved to play hide and seek
She loved to race the wind on the wheels of her bike
She loved to laugh
She loved to chat
She loved to live

There was this one little girl
A long, long time ago
She lived with her parents and brother
She lived with a maid and babysitter
She had friends to turn to
Teachers to talk to
Family to run to

One day this one little girl
A long, long time ago
Met a new maid to watch over her
Her fragile mind welcomed her with open arms
As her culture taught her to
As her lessons taught her to
As her family wanted her to

Not long after, this one little girl
Now a long, long time ago
Sees a little change others can't spot
In her new maid
In her brother
In her parents
In her entire world

To this one little girl
From a long, long time ago
The new maid raises a hand
Should she raise a voice, to her face it would land
The only sibling turns a shoulder
Should she come too close, to her heart taunt would pierce
The pair of parents turns their heart
Should she attempt to speak, it is her soul the ridicule impales

Though to this one little girl
That day a long, long time ago
None is out of place
Her realm isn't out of shape
Little did she know of right and wrong
Little did she know
Little did she want to know

One day this one little girl
Not so long, long ago
While going to places just being herself
While doing things the way she knows how
Suddenly all eyes turn on her
Their smirk ear-to-ear
Eerie; bringing forth an air of atrocity
Those smirks soon start to split
As words gush out right out of it
Names, names, names, another name
Her hair, her attire, her hobby and all of it
All of it
They left none of her to be free of mockery

That day this one little girl
Not so long, long time ago
As her reality evolves lightning fast
As her serenity turns to survival and wars
She learns her world contains heartlessness
She learns her world contains violence
She learns her life is a battleground
In order to thrive; either fight or defend

That day this one little girl
No longer long, long ago
Decided to start anew in the life that she knows now
Gone are her cheerful smiles
Gone are her love to laugh
Gone is that girl she once were
Now she embraces fear and silence
Fear and silence
As what her new world taught her to preach

Those days that one little girl
Still not so long, long ago
Stood tall burning with rage
Her sword in one arm and spear in another
She chose to fight
Fight her fear, fight her solitude
Fight those who dared to put her down
Fueled by teenage angst and naivety
She fought her way to peacefulness
She disowned those she used to love
She disowned all who spoiled her heart
In the hope to regain that old life which she once lived

Some years later, that one little girl
Absolutely not that long, long ago
Tasted the poison formulated by life itself
All she saw was a gentle boy
Her eyes widened as his lips curved to a friendly smile
He was accepting, welcoming, inviting
Luring her deeper into the dark cave
But all she sees was love
An uncharted territory
A virgin island she long hoped to explore
One step, two steps, three steps
As she gets closer it gets easier
Easier, easier, easier
To the point she no longer sees the danger

Several months later, that one little girl
Which feels like a long, long time for her
Finally woke up and saw where she got trapped
Down in a rocky cliff, a place so tight it's hard to breathe
As she lifted her head, the sky seemed so out of reach
Nevertheless she started climbing
Step by step
Each footing she took broke down
Letting her fall
Fast and hard, down the pungent rocks
By the time she made it out the cliff
She was exhausted, badly injured
She was falling apart

Ever since then, that one little girl
For a long, long time now
Took off her armor
Break her weapons into pieces
She gave up fighting
She gave up struggling
She gave up in her battle against life
Her world was still distorted
Her domicile she once so dearly love
Turned into hell without the fires
Her family she once so deeply love
Turned into representations of Satan himself
Her friends she once had countless of
Turned into all but few who hated her least

That little girl started to hide
She started to see how nobody wants her
That little girl started to fear
She started to see how nobody loves her
That little girl started to feel out of place
She started to see how she has no one to turn to

She learned to fear just by the sound of footsteps
She learned to fear just by being complimented
She learned to fear and worry
Many have despised her in the past
Why should she be loved by others?
She learned that maybe she isn't deserving of life
She learned that maybe her place is not where her soul dwells now

Should it be pills? Should she jump instead?
Should she silently drown?
Should she cut these veins instead?
The little girl is losing sanity
Her will no brighter than a flickering bulb
She is losing grip, she is knocking on death's door

Yet

One day, still this one same little girl
Now almost four years ago
Received a phone call from this one other girl
A pair of homeless souls, four-legged with a bushy tail
Stranded in a home incapable of fulfilling needs
In search of new humans to accompany
As dying as her heart was at that time
It was alive enough to offer a helping hand
One week later, another soul joins her family of four

That night, still this one same little girl
Now almost four years ago
She saw a bleeding heart behind his ice blue eyes
She saw a soul so broken and terrified
She saw a soul that hides out of sheer distrust
She saw another who was haunted by the ghost of the past
She sensed her heart crackling open
But not for her
Not anymore

Since that night, this one little girl
Three years, eight months, and three days ago
With her blue-eyed survivor side by side
They journeyed together through hardships and heartache
She helped him walk right through his fear
He helped her smile when she sheds a tear
She helped him trust and love once more
He helped her revive some bonds she tore
She helped him show his true color
He helped her reclaim what's once her valor

She picked up his scattered heart
Attached each piece to one another
Memories both good and bad
Emotions both joy and gloom
She scooped all up and fit them back in place
As he cleansed her blackened heart
As he gave her a footing to grip on
Together they blossom
Together they flourish
Together they prevailed through storm and snow
He is the answer to all her questions

Who loves her?
Who would mind if she was gone?
Who needs her?
Who accepts her the way she is?
Why shouldn't she take her life?

Life is a game that makes her look up
Searching, searching for answers to her quest
Little did she know, the answer is down under
A simple one all seem to overlook
She searched the trickiest answer for the trickiest questions
Though now she sees
It only takes that much
That much smile
That much symbol
That much cue
To save her from the brink of ruination

NeuroTiger
April 15th, 2014, 12:00 PM
AWESOME!
;)
Nice battle and wonderful victory! :)

Miserabilia
April 15th, 2014, 03:04 PM
Cool! Well written and beautiful

MechaSniper
April 15th, 2014, 03:07 PM
I am not here to brag about my life story. I am not here to act like I know what's gonna happen in your life. But I do know that if you hang on a little longer, fight a little harder, you really really will see the light at the end of the tunnel. Yes, you might still go through ups and downs even after. In fact I still keep my social anxiety to this day. But hey, c'est la vie. This is my story, condensed to a five-page long narrative poem aptly titled "My Life In Verses". Growing up is a scary phase, but we do reach its bottom end sooner or later. Stay strong! x
P.S: I am already fighting anxiety hitting that "post" button. I really fear someone would think I'm just bragging. But I know some people feel better if they read about someone else's story, and however little the number of people this poem might be beneficial to, it worth it.
My Life In Verses

There was this one little girl
A long, long time ago
She loved to play hide and seek
She loved to race the wind on the wheels of her bike
She loved to laugh
She loved to chat
She loved to live

There was this one little girl
A long, long time ago
She lived with her parents and brother
She lived with a maid and babysitter
She had friends to turn to
Teachers to talk to
Family to run to

One day this one little girl
A long, long time ago
Met a new maid to watch over her
Her fragile mind welcomed her with open arms
As her culture taught her to
As her lessons taught her to
As her family wanted her to

Not long after, this one little girl
Now a long, long time ago
Sees a little change others can't spot
In her new maid
In her brother
In her parents
In her entire world

To this one little girl
From a long, long time ago
The new maid raises a hand
Should she raise a voice, to her face it would land
The only sibling turns a shoulder
Should she come too close, to her heart taunt would pierce
The pair of parents turns their heart
Should she attempt to speak, it is her soul the ridicule impales

Though to this one little girl
That day a long, long time ago
None is out of place
Her realm isn't out of shape
Little did she know of right and wrong
Little did she know
Little did she want to know

One day this one little girl
Not so long, long ago
While going to places just being herself
While doing things the way she knows how
Suddenly all eyes turn on her
Their smirk ear-to-ear
Eerie; bringing forth an air of atrocity
Those smirks soon start to split
As words gush out right out of it
Names, names, names, another name
Her hair, her attire, her hobby and all of it
All of it
They left none of her to be free of mockery

That day this one little girl
Not so long, long time ago
As her reality evolves lightning fast
As her serenity turns to survival and wars
She learns her world contains heartlessness
She learns her world contains violence
She learns her life is a battleground
In order to thrive; either fight or defend

That day this one little girl
No longer long, long ago
Decided to start anew in the life that she knows now
Gone are her cheerful smiles
Gone are her love to laugh
Gone is that girl she once were
Now she embraces fear and silence
Fear and silence
As what her new world taught her to preach

Those days that one little girl
Still not so long, long ago
Stood tall burning with rage
Her sword in one arm and spear in another
She chose to fight
Fight her fear, fight her solitude
Fight those who dared to put her down
Fueled by teenage angst and naivety
She fought her way to peacefulness
She disowned those she used to love
She disowned all who spoiled her heart
In the hope to regain that old life which she once lived

Some years later, that one little girl
Absolutely not that long, long ago
Tasted the poison formulated by life itself
All she saw was a gentle boy
Her eyes widened as his lips curved to a friendly smile
He was accepting, welcoming, inviting
Luring her deeper into the dark cave
But all she sees was love
An uncharted territory
A virgin island she long hoped to explore
One step, two steps, three steps
As she gets closer it gets easier
Easier, easier, easier
To the point she no longer sees the danger

Several months later, that one little girl
Which feels like a long, long time for her
Finally woke up and saw where she got trapped
Down in a rocky cliff, a place so tight it's hard to breathe
As she lifted her head, the sky seemed so out of reach
Nevertheless she started climbing
Step by step
Each footing she took broke down
Letting her fall
Fast and hard, down the pungent rocks
By the time she made it out the cliff
She was exhausted, badly injured
She was falling apart

Ever since then, that one little girl
For a long, long time now
Took off her armor
Break her weapons into pieces
She gave up fighting
She gave up struggling
She gave up in her battle against life
Her world was still distorted
Her domicile she once so dearly love
Turned into hell without the fires
Her family she once so deeply love
Turned into representations of Satan himself
Her friends she once had countless of
Turned into all but few who hated her least

That little girl started to hide
She started to see how nobody wants her
That little girl started to fear
She started to see how nobody loves her
That little girl started to feel out of place
She started to see how she has no one to turn to

She learned to fear just by the sound of footsteps
She learned to fear just by being complimented
She learned to fear and worry
Many have despised her in the past
Why should she be loved by others?
She learned that maybe she isn't deserving of life
She learned that maybe her place is not where her soul dwells now

Should it be pills? Should she jump instead?
Should she silently drown?
Should she cut these veins instead?
The little girl is losing sanity
Her will no brighter than a flickering bulb
She is losing grip, she is knocking on death's door

Yet

One day, still this one same little girl
Now almost four years ago
Received a phone call from this one other girl
A pair of homeless souls, four-legged with a bushy tail
Stranded in a home incapable of fulfilling needs
In search of new humans to accompany
As dying as her heart was at that time
It was alive enough to offer a helping hand
One week later, another soul joins her family of four

That night, still this one same little girl
Now almost four years ago
She saw a bleeding heart behind his ice blue eyes
She saw a soul so broken and terrified
She saw a soul that hides out of sheer distrust
She saw another who was haunted by the ghost of the past
She sensed her heart crackling open
But not for her
Not anymore

Since that night, this one little girl
Three years, eight months, and three days ago
With her blue-eyed survivor side by side
They journeyed together through hardships and heartache
She helped him walk right through his fear
He helped her smile when she sheds a tear
She helped him trust and love once more
He helped her revive some bonds she tore
She helped him show his true color
He helped her reclaim what's once her valor

She picked up his scattered heart
Attached each piece to one another
Memories both good and bad
Emotions both joy and gloom
She scooped all up and fit them back in place
As he cleansed her blackened heart
As he gave her a footing to grip on
Together they blossom
Together they flourish
Together they prevailed through storm and snow
He is the answer to all her questions

Who loves her?
Who would mind if she was gone?
Who needs her?
Who accepts her the way she is?
Why shouldn't she take her life?

Life is a game that makes her look up
Searching, searching for answers to her quest
Little did she know, the answer is down under
A simple one all seem to overlook
She searched the trickiest answer for the trickiest questions
Though now she sees
It only takes that much
That much smile
That much symbol
That much cue
To save her from the brink of ruination

You have a wonderful way with words. I hope you do more.

DiamondsGirl
April 16th, 2014, 03:41 AM
Thank you x

Tarannosaurus
April 16th, 2014, 05:37 AM
Lovely poem and I'm glad that there's a positive ending :) Good luck, I hope there'll be more positives in the future :hug3: