Sincerely fragmented
A shadow hides what the world refuses to see.
Invisible by choice or confusion.lies tell us everything is ok.
What makes dreams seem so real?
Weird and wicked headlines keep turning thoughts into
prophet.
Somewhere is a hint of jazz.Why do I cry?
Where once a confident soul stood, an ego deflates.
take notice and realize you adore me.Ever wonder why the end sometimes is never the end?
Fighting society on what is real.
Surrendering to societies notion to what is perfection.Believing what society thinks is normal.
What color would describe cramps?
Take that chance of rejection once more.
Not enough guts to fix the wound.I judge you not, cause god has taken my eyes away.
Who invented gibberish?
Belonging, proving and faking each day.
it’s the right contrast.Aging fast as youth take charge.
WTF is with late night tv?
Deserving smiles come with concern.
hearts should be connected by others.Saying I am sorry is harder than telling the truth.
whats another word for anarchy?
Grieving many losses takes a toll.
Wandering towards unwanted cravings.Alone is always an option.
Who really believes in losing builds character?
Behind this adult is a scared little girl.
Cinderella says , Have
courage and be kind.Not another things will work out for the best speech.
who decided that death was a scary thing?
FIrst of all, I love the title. Sincerely fragmented sounds like someone named "Fragmented" signing at the end of a letter. Therefore, I read the poem as the letter said "Fragmented" would write. You have such an awe-inspiring power with words, simple phrases like "somewhere is a hint of jazz" somehow speak far beyond their literal definitions. You somehow free words of the their typical and limiting definitions and cast them in a new light. Speaking of which, I love the line "not enough guts to fix the wound."
ReplyDeleteMy only suggestion would be to trim it down a bit, you have some really strong lines that would be even more pronounced if some of the extra words were cut away.