General Poetry posted September 8, 2024


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Dancing/dragging my way through life post-breakup

Damaged Ballerina

by Keely Fiedorowicz

The author has placed a warning on this post for language.
Even seeing your name sends pain
Rocketing through my chest
Memories swell like waves
I wish they would give it a rest
I had so many dreams for you and i
Now I'm a damaged ballerina 
Spinning through life chaotically 
Now that you and i have died
I spin with no direction
Pain's my newest obession 
Not by choice, it was forced upon me 
I close my eyes and you're all I can see
Hugged by shattered dreams 
I spin and spin
I can never f-ing win
 
The music chorusing in my head 
Is a moody funeral dirge 
All the memories 
I'd beyond happily purge 
You treated me so specially
And I thought you'd be there even after we died 
and wipe away the tears
but I was wrong and without you they dried 
you said even after we parted ways 
you'd keep in touch
I should've known your words to me 
Maybe didn't matter very much
I'M spinning to the sound of my soul crying out in despair 
wise words for thought: life isn't fucking fair 
but i thought you seemed to care 
i spin as fast as I dare 
 
All around me
I see happy couples and bliss
i'm haunted by you and your kiss
these memories weigh me down like heavy bricks 
spinning out of control 
I'm running out of tricks 
To keep me going with a smile
chances are you'll haunt me for awhile 
i spin and wish i could dance wtih you again
but i dance alone
and cling to my paper and pen
 
I dreamed of you just the other night 
my heart calls for you, a pathetic
Sound and sight 
I saw you from a distance in my dream
and as i slept i wanted to scream
because even my unconcious mind knows 
You're gone
This is the start of a darkened dawn 
I've got a while to go before I'm healed 
My fate is definely sealed
I'm to be a damaged ballerina 
spinning out of control
longing for you with all my busted-up soul
 
The good times flash in my mind and explode 
like a bomb
I wish i could smother them
in my palm
i thought i was grateful for our time together 
but now i'm not entirely sure
the world is a washed-out blur
because you're gone now and you took all the color away 
you won't stop crossing my mind all damn fucking day 
You made my world brighten and I can't help but miss you
i spin as a damaged ballerina 
If only you mother f-ing knew
 
I'm sorry i'm stuck on you
I'm sorry the memories keep running me through 
I'm spinning my way through life now 
making it up as I go along
People keep asking me what's f-ing wrong 
and i answer with a sad smile and say I just got dumped 
but that's the tip of the iceberg for this damaged ballerina 
for you my heart sang and jumped 
and now it aches and bleeds 
and for you it begs and pleads 
I can only hope as I dance away
as a damaged ballerina 
that it'll heal on its own
because once again I'd have to say
I shouldn't have even tried
I'm just better off alone
My heart opened to you like a book 
damned thing just refuses to atone
 
I dance the days away as a damaged ballerina now
Still learning how
it appears to be an art
I must perfect it now that we're apart 
 
Yes, my heart is still stuck on you
now, where's the fucking glue?


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