Sometimes

bySuzi©

Sometimes I feel like
     the scum of the earth--
So dumb nothing could make me smart!

Sometimes I feel like
     I'm a brick wall:
Hard, impenetrable and unyielding
To any force that would
     reach my heart.

Sometimes I feel like
     my heart is so fragile,
Easy to crush, vulnerable--
     Like the shell of an egg.

Sometimes I cry bitter, hot, salty tears
For my ignorance, stubbornness--
Being so sensitive.

My tears touch the soft shell
     of my heart,
Making it less vulnerable.

My tears soften and corrode the
     hard bricks in my wall,
So that a spade--
     not a hammer and chisel--
Are required.

My hot and salty tears
     make my conscience smart
And cleanse the scum
     that has blinded my eyes,
So that I can see that maybe--
     JUST MAYBE--
There IS hope for me afterall!


Report Story

bySuzi© 0 comments/ 2150 views/ 0 favorites

Share the love

Report a Bug

1 Pages:1

Please Rate This Submission:

Please Rate This Submission:

  • 1
  • 2
  • 3
  • 4
  • 5
Please wait

Forgot your password?

Please wait

Change picture

Your current user avatar, all sizes:

Default size User Picture  Medium size User Picture  Small size User Picture  Tiny size User Picture

You have a new user avatar waiting for moderation.

Select new user avatar:

   Cancel