Meaningful Poem

Poem About Becoming Who You Want To Be

I have struggled throughout my life with weight, rejection, abandonment, being bullied, beaten and torn down repeatedly. This is a poem I have written a little while ago, inspired by the person who I am today and who I finally plan to be. It talks of hardship, struggle, and the fight to come out on top. And I will come out on top. It is also inspired by the vision I receive when listening to 'Circle' by Slipknot. The meaning is left to your own interpretation.

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The Cleansing

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Published: May 2015

I'm bound in a black dress
Laced with frill and feather.
I walk through the ashen woods
Through the mud and dirty weather.

I inhale the aroma of charcoal and dust
And walk slowly toward the center.
I look up into the sky; rain falls upon my cheek.
I gaze upon the ground; do I dare enter?

I feel the blood pulse through me,
Even drag itself from my skin.
Placing my mutilated foot in the water,
Should I let myself fall in?

I sink into this oblivion
And let myself go weak.
I'm surrounded by the darkest pleasure.
No way to scream out...impossible to speak

Feels like I'm being torn
From the inside out.
I feel my body cleansing.
I crawl, with no hesitation nor doubt.

Fingers through the mud
Dragging myself from the shadow.
My black dress turned to white,
My clothing set aglow.

I stand for the last time.
Cold wind flows through my hair.
Stare into the smothered sky
And weep my last tears of despair.

For once I feel so beautiful.
My skin so pale, so pure,
With such an attractive innocence,
An irresistible allure.

My tears turn to beauty
As I walk from what I've left behind.
No longer swamped in fear and anxiety.
No longer am I confined.

As I walk, I feel such freedom,
And with happiness, I am consumed.
Now eternally lost in ecstasy,
My deepest desires can now be abloom.

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  • Kalayah Murray by Kalayah Murray
  • 9 months ago

I really like this app. It touched me in so many ways. It was like I was reading my life, especially about the abandonment that hurts so much. I'm only 14 and I'm searching for hope and peace and love.

  • Sophie Lauren L. Carter by Sophie Lauren L. Carter, oxford
  • 1 year ago

I struggle with weight, too, and I have been abandoned by my father when I was a kid. Also, I have been bullied at school. I've written a few poems. Yours are very good. Keep up the good work and keep going!

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