Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts

Friday, November 1, 2013

Silenced

 "She didn't get the chance to say, "Baby, I need you today", 
because he wouldn't care either way. 
It didn't matter if she needed him today. 
He wasn't always there, in some way, 
the pain was like comfort to her fragile heart. 
The bruises and the open wounds,
reminding her he was all she'd ever had. 
No one to turn to, no where to go. 
Although it wouldn't have mattered anyway,
she didn't get to find her way out, 
because he told her she was just fine,
always by his cruel and harmful side. 
She didn't get to let it all out, 
because he kept her on a constant lock down. 
She refused to escape, after all he said he was only keeping her safe. 
Yet he was the one to commit the crime, 
she couldn't say, 
but he was the one to claim her life.
She had more to give, but all he did was take. 
But it was an act of love he would say,
it was okay because she never would have spoken out anyway."

~Anonymous Teen

Wednesday, September 4, 2013

"Someone else's shoes"


I've always felt like the whole concept of "being in someone else’s shoes,"
was so fake and impossible to do. I've always thought that,
we all blindly pretend we know who someone else is, how they think,
what they mean when they do something.
We imagine that somehow we know them.
We act like we can know someone else's mind better than they do.
We know what makes them similar to us, different from us.
And we use that to pretend we know exactly what is going on with them.
The truth is, we all pretend to be someone we aren't,
to know something when it's only a guess.
Everyone fights a battle in a different way.
Everyone views the world in a different shade.
There is no way to ever truly know how someone else is feeling or thinking,
sure you can ask but you won't ever experience that exact thing.
Don't pretend you see the world through another person’s eyes,
you'll always see it differently.
Don't pretend you know what someone will be feeling at one moment because all it will be is a guess.
You'll never truly know what it's like to feel like someone else.
I mean it's just such an odd concept to believe that you can know and feel
what someone else does. No matter how much into someone’s mind you get, it'll never be the same for you. I've come to realize that if someone can talk to you, knowing they'll never understand it like you do, it’s so much easier to talk to them. Its okay if you can't "be in someone else’s shoes."
I think it is better not to put your own imprint onto the situation.

We all have our own shoe print.


~Anonymous Teen