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Fragments MAG

By Anonymous

   In the midst of mute and solo lived a strength I never knew,

Till I realized my lost voice echoed deep inside of you.

Like a lost child in a canyon screaming desperately for aid -

I was hungry, thirsty, lonely, frozen, empty and afraid.



In my early baby hopefulness, my voice sang sweet and clear,

But my lifesong only rang out for one very special year;

Then my real world shattered and the fragments fell within,

Till I couldn't find the places where my mind or I begin.



And my mind became a puzzle and its pieces didn't fit.

While I tried to find the world, I could make no sense of it.

In a convoluted tunnel, with an endless case of bends,

I kept searching for an opening but couldn't find the ends.



In my prison of dark silence I kept searching for some light,

But I rarely glimpsed a sunbeam in my world of endless night.

My bleak solitaire confinement had a life all of its own,

And its only real solace dwelt in keeping me alone.



As the world revolved around me, I lived deep within my mind,

While the people looked into my eyes believing I was blind;

And their voices filtered through the crazy hazy in my head,

And it made the people wonder whether I was deaf or dead



Till my empty silence cloaked me in an air of acrid doom,

And my life became a never-ending living breathing tomb

Until one gray day a single ray of sunshine pierced my night,

And my tomb began to fragment into glowing shards of light.



Free at last and me at last, I am prisoner no more;

And I never will return to the me I was before;

And my mind is fully open and my soul is fully free,

And I'll fully be the person I was always meant to be.





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on Aug. 25 2010 at 7:49 am
dream..catcher.. BRONZE, Dream Landing, Maine
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Favorite Quote:
&quot;Never frown because you never know who is falling in love with your smile..&quot;<br /> <br /> &quot;The best things in life are unseen, that&#039;s why we close our eyes when we kiss, cry, and dream..&quot;<br /> <br /> &quot;Normal is only a mode on a washing machine..&quot;

This is really good..Someone cant just write bout something like that.it makes me as reader know youve really felt that way at one point. &as reader i can relate&thats what for in writings a lot of the time. I look for writings that i can connect with. This is really inspiring &really grand.

Miseltoe GOLD said...
on Aug. 7 2010 at 10:05 am
Miseltoe GOLD, Boneville, Georgia
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Favorite Quote:
I&#039;m a loser and I love to lose. Each time I lose its different, it teaches me something else... but winning loses its glamour after the first few times. so I love to lose

I know you know this is a skillfully written expressive work of imagerative imagery but it is always nice to here someone else say. So great jo and congrats on getting published.