Am I So Broken? | Teen Ink

Am I So Broken?

October 15, 2008
By Anonymous

That I bid you to wipe your shoes on me,
Because I am not whole.
I sometimes wish for you to see
The things I have inside my head.

The things I’ve got planned for you
In my perfect, most twisted bliss.
Broken? This smile does not fool who?
Who I am is not who I see

Playing with the devil, dancing
In the shadows, all alone. Always alone.
The junkie in my head, prancing
Around those who doubt my insanity.

The murderer in my head, stalking
The vulnerable, the miserable, the facades of empty shells.
And all those silly girls, who stand gawking
At my presence, do not see the twisted thoughts seep out.

Cannot see those twisted thoughts wrap
Around their ankles. Climb up their ankles.
Maybe if I grow ideal, make the twisted slap
The reality. The façade of an empty shell.

I can tangle happiness in my vine,
Hold it captive.
Keep it mine.
This smile does not fool who?


The author's comments:
This piece is not to tell you that I am terribly insane and may be a homicidal maniac. There are but two reasons I've written this. 1. I wanted to write something that had a rhyme scheme because my work often doesn't. 2. I'd been reading Edgar Allen Poe. "Am I So Broken?" is not just a title, but is part of the poem itself. I always analyze my work like I learned in english class, so everything makes sense to me and I hope you can decode it too. The title also came from the movie "The Invisible" as I have been watching the movie repeatedly over the past few days.

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