A Toxic Waste
She fell victim to The Valley.
The Santa Monica mountains grew higher and higher untill she was trapped, by the very landscape she grew up looking at her whole life.
she once thought," One day, I'll venture past the golden hills and burnt Oaks, and start my life somewhere foreign and new." Now, it's too late.
She's jailed in a city where angels once flew, but that was too long ago. And now she's rubbing elbows with the same twisted, helpless creatures that she has become.
It seems that all hope is lost. It seems that she will never shed her worn and dirty skin, but instead be burried in it.
And the little girl with big dreams and heavy expectations is swallowed whole by a polluted ocean. The merciless hand of fate holding her down, as she struggles under the cold tides . She is a toxic waste.
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my first poem and im not showing it to anyone i know....i really want to hear an oppinion so please comment!
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William,
Welcome to the Poetry Showcase. You have entered with a zinger! This is excellent writing and you should continue to share it. You told a story that needs to be told and retold. Are you an artist, photographer, actor, singer? Your first poem is the work of a true artist. Welcome to the wonderful world of poetry.
Warm regards,
Kathy Paysen
Thank you so much! You
Thank you so much! You definately put a smile on my face...im a bit of an artist, i enjoy any aspect of it and i thought id try writing. a worked in the grand tetons last summer and met one of the most amazing people.she was a poet and she really opened me up to it. but i really appreciate the feed back Kathy!
So Insightful
An insightful poem, I like the story you tell.It is a sad one, put your portrayal is excellent. There are so many people trapped by and enslaved to their addictions and circumstances. It is heartwrenching to see the people they could have become, could yet still become if only they could rise above it...and your right, it is a waste. Well done.
Jill
Thank you! Its such a
Thank you! Its such a depressing few lines, but i feel like someone who completely feels lost, and fits the poem may read it and be affected by it in a positive way....that would be cool. thank you for your kind words and taking the time to read and express!
Too sad. Too familiar.
Made me remember some people back home-
People wasting time and lives, wasting moments. :(
One sad and moving piece.
William, thanks for sharing!
Eric
THANKS for the kind words
THANKS for the kind words and taking the time to read and write!