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I snap the shackles closed,
hating myself for not being like the girl I met
who was so independent, so self-valuing
she ran away from home.
I am lesser. I am submissive. I am held captive.
The world looked so unusually beautiful
for about twelve chainless hours:
I saw sunlight streaming from under an eighteen-wheeler
and thought, the world is mine tonight.
I am my own tonight.
And everything is so beautiful.
but smiling with difficulty to my mother as I chain myself up
("I'm home now," "I won't do it again," "Okay," "Yes," "Okay,")
I watch all the color and sunlight flicker out,
now inaccessible
because I'm lending it to my family
I hope they're glad I'm home
hating myself for not being like the girl I met
who was so independent, so self-valuing
she ran away from home.
I am lesser. I am submissive. I am held captive.
The world looked so unusually beautiful
for about twelve chainless hours:
I saw sunlight streaming from under an eighteen-wheeler
and thought, the world is mine tonight.
I am my own tonight.
And everything is so beautiful.
but smiling with difficulty to my mother as I chain myself up
("I'm home now," "I won't do it again," "Okay," "Yes," "Okay,")
I watch all the color and sunlight flicker out,
now inaccessible
because I'm lending it to my family
I hope they're glad I'm home
This poem is the result of my overreaction to coming home from a rave. That rave made me feel more free than I've ever felt in my life and freedom makes the world look a million times more beautiful. When I came home, the world didn't feel like it belonged to me anymore, the sunlight didn't feel like it belonged to me and I hated myself for settling for that. Anyway, I got over it, and I realize now that I was idealizing the rave, but I'm glad I had the experience and felt that way for a night, even if it was followed by the terrible feeling of coming home.
Side note: my family life is fine and this poem is pretty much just ungrateful af. I love my family, but I think every kid can relate to that desperate yearning for freedom, especially as we get older and feel we are actually capable of independence and it's still inaccessible to us.
give me all your thoughts! Even if it's just to tell me that I'm being a dramatic, ungrateful teenager. Although I know that already. *grimaces*
Side note: my family life is fine and this poem is pretty much just ungrateful af. I love my family, but I think every kid can relate to that desperate yearning for freedom, especially as we get older and feel we are actually capable of independence and it's still inaccessible to us.
give me all your thoughts! Even if it's just to tell me that I'm being a dramatic, ungrateful teenager. Although I know that already. *grimaces*
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Your poems make mine look like childs play!!! Keep up the good work!!!