They Fall, Themselves

by BethanyMarieWright

Published December 10, 2013

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In Poetry

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The walls of my room cave in,

The sweet smell of my own blood

And the crunching sound of my bones.

Only here can I be hurt,

By my own creation;

The decision I made myself.

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Outside the world may fall down,

But it doesn't scar this skin

Or break these bones.

It tries so hard to attack,

But alas;

Only I can truly hurt myself.

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In here is dangerous,

Dark and cold as it topples

My own walls of mind fall inwards.

It was not any other's decision,

But my own;

My fate was decided by myself.

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The walls of the others stand tall,

Seemingly immune to jabs and pokes

Like mine were before I noticed the faults.

They did not cause the destruction,

But prodded it along;

Yet they will blame themselves.

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lostthought
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lostthought wrote a review Review · Dec 16, 2013

Here to review as requested! (BTW: Welcome to YWS)

If my mind started caving in I wouldn't know what I do. Maybe I'll slowly go mad, speaking in tongues and hiding in the corner, petting a hamburger and calling it my precious until I finally grow hungry and eat it.

My favorite stanza is the third one. I don't know why but that one is my favorite stanza.

Good job on this and may you write many more!

~lost

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MoIIylouise
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MoIIylouise wrote a review Review · Dec 10, 2013

Hello!

This poem literally just explained how I feel.

My favourite part was the last part:

'The walls of the others stand tall,

Seemingly immune to jabs and pokes

Like mine were before I noticed the faults.

They did not cause the destruction,

But prodded it along;

Yet they will blame themselves.'

I felt it all was written very well, but this in particular stood out for me because of what it says and your choice of words.

I thought this poem was great, it was emotional and true. The whole thing flowed really well and I enjoyed reading it.

Keep it up!

~Molly.

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maroonamorous
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maroonamorous wrote a review Review · Dec 10, 2013

Hi Beth!
Following is my review.

I adored this haunting style with which you presented your poem.
I somehow connect with it, and it seems like you reflected my feelings through your words.
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In here is dangerous,

Dark and cold as it topples

My own walls of mind fall inwards.

It was not any other's decision,

But my own;

My fate was decided by myself.

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This set of lines is my favourite. You are really good.
I seek forward for more of your work to amaze me.

Goodbye.

<3 Mar.S.

Awe, thank you so much! I was hoping someone would at least understand a stanza, so this is fab. Thank you:D

You're welcome, and well you deserved the appreciation. :)



I was promis'd on a time, To have a reason for my rhyme: From that time unto this season, I receiv'd nor rhyme nor reason.
— Edmund Spenser