Screen shot 2016 05 01 at 3.43.14 pm

Grace Ow

Singapore

Since I was young, I was a voracious reader and had a deep love of words and the way they could be used to convey meaning. I hope that my words and my stories would have a positive impact on others.

Message from Writer

Every face that we see in a crowd has a story behind it. I am trying my best to listen, tell and share all the stories that I can.

Dolores

May 7, 2016

PROMPT: Flashlight

0

You are all the things you do not like about yourself
Everything inside of you is hollow
You long to fill it up with something
That will cover up your emptiness
Everyday you walk along the corridors wearing nothing but silver
To everyone else it is jewellery
Only you recognise that it is armour to hide the scars that you have
And everyday of your life is some battle you have to fight
Even when you are surrounded by people
You always feel alone

Your friends are shadows
Not mirrors or windows,
Never reflecting or illuminating the good in you,
Just dark puddles for you to sink into
Being with them is like breathing in toxic air
They are just waiting for you to slip and fall
So you can dive into their emptiness 
You are all statues built from shards of glass

At home, you look at yourself in the mirror
All you see is a pretty shell filled with nothing but hopelessnesses
You tell yourself you are fine, that this is what you want
But you don't understand why happiness feels like a poisoned apple
Or why are tears falling down faster than you stop them
You choke out sounds that were supposed to be words
But now in your rain of sorrow becomes an explosion of regret
Nothing matters anymore now that you are alone
No one will ever be allowed to see you cry


 
 

Print

See History
  • May 7, 2016 - 3:06am (Now Viewing)

Login or Signup to provide a comment.