I wrote this poem for a poetry coffee house and got to perform it. It was a great experience...my first time performing a poem I have written in front of an audience, and it was well received. Hope it helps you guys.
Sorry:
Sorry, your subdued whispers say
You clandestinely slink away
The words fall from your fallen face
So you won't take up as much space
The universe is infinite
But you think you don't belong in it
So you shrink invisible
To avoid being vulnerable
You wear shame as a sandwich poster
A cast around your heart of plaster
Broadcasting your humiliation
By non-verbal communication
To hide the feelings in your shell
So that no one can even tell
Who you are
You wear shame as a straightjacket
Binding you into a little shame packet
Fettering your arms from expression
Invisibly shackled by your oppression
STOP.
Why do you apologize for blunders
You didn't even cause? I wonder
Dropping sorries like pins for mistakes
That you didn't even make?
It's because your life is an apology
In which you ARE a mistake
Because shame binds your existence
And to you, is caught in your essence
Its awful ugly color pervades
Your identity, you are unmade
And when I speak to you it is shame
That you answer to by name
Oh my dear
Shame can be written in blood
For all I care
But you, you are a flower bud
Exploding with the brilliance of color
Each stroke touched by the paintbrush of another
Don't apologize for your life
There is no need to be contrite
or penitent for the air you breathe
or abashed for your heart's beat
You are not a blot or a stain
But rather the connection of each vein
And sinew is a masterpiece painting
The master has been maintaining
You can uncurl from your ball
Blossoming, beautiful, standing tall
Bursting into millions of shapes
And leaving us to stand and gape
At the beauty of your own self
Which you own, take it down from the shelf
Be confident, hold your head high
Because you are worth it, own the sky
Sorry - poem
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BecomingButterfly,
I read your poem and it so much described how I feel right now......then the beautiful ending you wrote.....I cried.....and cried some more....thanks very much for sharing this poem. You have a real talent to speak "words of the heart."
River et al
I read your poem and it so much described how I feel right now......then the beautiful ending you wrote.....I cried.....and cried some more....thanks very much for sharing this poem. You have a real talent to speak "words of the heart."
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Aww, River, I'm glad you liked it and that it helped you. I had been working on this subject in therapy, and was letting go of the shame, so the poem came easily after that. Thank you for your kind words.
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(((becoming butterfly)))
What an incredibly beautiful way to let go of the shame. Thank you so much for letting us read your poem.
Love,
Magical Thinker
What an incredibly beautiful way to let go of the shame. Thank you so much for letting us read your poem.
Love,
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BecomingButterfly....good for you for working on letting go of shame with your T. I've been trying to.....not there yet....not easy, but glad to know it is possible BB.
What really struck me was the first part of your poem.... not feeling like I belong to the world and shrinking invisible to avoid being vulnerable....and wearing shame as a straight jacket. And about my life being a mistake and apologizing for existing.
And the being a flowerbud, exploding with brilliance of color. Means alot those words......I got tattoos of butterflies and roses. Got them colored in on the week-end...at first was ok with black roses.....feel like the walking dead anyway. But on the week-end, I got him to color over it and put as much bright colors into them as possible....wanted to be alive, blossoming......
Hard to put into words how much reading what you wrote meant to me BecomingButterfly. It just felt like it was "right on the mark...bull's eye." I just feel so encouraged inside and hopeful now. Thanks for writing and sharing your poem. I really hope others read it and it gets to be out there for the world to read. If ok with you, I'd like to share it with my T and make a copy for my fridge and read it to some of my freinds who really need encouragement right now. I would only do that with your permission BB.
River
What really struck me was the first part of your poem.... not feeling like I belong to the world and shrinking invisible to avoid being vulnerable....and wearing shame as a straight jacket. And about my life being a mistake and apologizing for existing.
And the being a flowerbud, exploding with brilliance of color. Means alot those words......I got tattoos of butterflies and roses. Got them colored in on the week-end...at first was ok with black roses.....feel like the walking dead anyway. But on the week-end, I got him to color over it and put as much bright colors into them as possible....wanted to be alive, blossoming......
Hard to put into words how much reading what you wrote meant to me BecomingButterfly. It just felt like it was "right on the mark...bull's eye." I just feel so encouraged inside and hopeful now. Thanks for writing and sharing your poem. I really hope others read it and it gets to be out there for the world to read. If ok with you, I'd like to share it with my T and make a copy for my fridge and read it to some of my freinds who really need encouragement right now. I would only do that with your permission BB.
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