On the outside, I was
well put-together, a polished shell
luxurious mane of dark hair
skin delicate porcelain
bright cyan eyes
popular, clever, straight A’s
window dressing at best—
at worse, half-truths and lies
which were betrayed
by chewed-up nails
hands continuously restless
overflowing ashtrays
piling up around me like used cars
in a dealer’s yard
I ran with scissors
juggled with razors
under the cover of darkness
this, the predators
knew, felt
they could smell weakness
a need to love and help
so great
it would seal my fate
tie me to a runaway train
for more years than I could bear
they—could hardly believe their luck
couldn’t wait to fuck me
and fuck me up
defective and mean
they’d bite
claws digging into soft flesh
they’d forgotten or didn’t recognise kindness
perhaps never knew it,
lacked it, hence hated it
either way it came to the same thing
and it’d always end in the same fashion
I’d bleed, weep
my tears falling, for myself
but mostly for them
I hadn’t managed to fix my pain
but even worse, I hadn’t fixed theirs
*Posted last year but I like it. I’ve grown tougher over the last few years, thank f**k, but overall, this is such an accurate description of my (early) life. Oh, and on reflection, the pic of my eye is slightly creepy, sorry about that.*
What a powerful poetic piece!!
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Aw, thank you! So glad you enjoyed 🙂
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I’m glad you posted it again. It’s a powerful piece, Nathalie, and relatable. I’m also glad you’ve toughened up. That strength is something to be proud of. ❤
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Thank you, Diana! Writing as therapy has always been my thing – this is definitely an example of that. 💜
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This is extremely powerful and deeply personal. It is brilliant.
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You’re too kind, awesome pontificator – thank you!
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That’s powerful, and that last line is a killer.
I’m glad you’re tougher now. I hope, as well, that you’re learning how to spot who are the wolves…
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Thank you! And I’m definitely an expert now when it comes to spotting the wolves 😉
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Thanks for sharing such an intimate portrait of yourself, Nat. Beautifully written, I’m glad I got the chance to read it. Hope you’re well 🙂
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Thank you, Ryan – you’ve given me a huge grin 🙂 I’m doing good, hope the same can be said for you 🙂
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Fucking love every fucking line
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Fucking A
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Fucking fuck yes
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I always thought I sprinkled all variations of the word ‘fuck’ really liberally in my everyday convos, but you beat me hands down 😉
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Lol…well maybe you could up the fucking game and beat the fuck outta me 😉
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Oh, a challenge! I try to stay clear of those because I’m competitive as fuck…goes without saying I would obviously beat the fuck out of you 😉
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Fuck I love a fucking challenge… I’d fucking love to find out just how many times you say FUCK in a day
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A woman who says fuck a lot is a fucking awesome woman 😉
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Not always, but if she’s me then yeah, she fucking is 😉
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She definitely fucking is … fuck yes
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I have no fucking doubt she is you 😉
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my fucking email is braindrainx@gmail.com
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The more fuck the better, I say….
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Haha! That was subtle…
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lmfao
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Fuck subtle 🙂
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Really? Is subtle really hot then? (Yeah, that’s bad, I know it’s bad, I’m hanging my head in shame now)
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Subtle is sometimes hot as fuck
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Brava, Nathalie. ❤ I am honored to know the woman you are. 🙂
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Thank you, Eric 😘
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Every bruise and cut you’ve endured has made you in the beautiful woman (inside and out) that you are today.
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I remember this poem.
You’ve come a long way and I am proud of you Nat.
Your work is influential and brilliant. 🙂 Powerfully poem with such a strong message.
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Thank you, Charlie. You genius sweetheart 😁
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You welcome, Nat.
Bless you my friend and hope all is well. 🙂
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I like this, and I don’t. If that makes any sense. 💜
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It makes sense, ok 🙂
Thank you!
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You would be a Goddess to fix others’ pain.
I see you would love to, but well, pain comes from many places…. and not cyan eyes or what they might see can express or cure.
That’s just my take, however.
You are a wonderful soul, forging ahead in spite of criticism, fortune or other worldly intervention.
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You are amazing! I saw your collaboration with Aquileana today – wow!
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Aquileana and I have done 2 Goddesses together, Mnemesyne & Artemis. I design and make an Art Gown (I would love it if you checked out the blog when you have time https://artgowns.com/ ) and she does the literature. I’m not sure which one you saw, but I am happy you did.
Further, when we collaborate, we always have a poet join us.
Our next project will be Goddess Athena. That will be in January or February of 2018. We have no poet attached, yet. Are you interested? I adore your work.
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You probably are tough as nails. So? That is you who are. And from what I gather, you don’t seem to be scare easily, particularly when it comes to telling the truth. Very repectable. (Probablement pas facile tous les jours, mais c’est comme ça) 😉
Creepy eye? Why? Not bloodshot or anything. “Cousinly Green-blue”. 🙂
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Ah oui, nous avons déjà discuté de ça – les mêmes yeux 🙂
Et oui c’est vrai que je ne peux faire autrement que dire ce que je pense – et non ce n’est pas facile tous les jours mais on est comme on est, hein! 🙂
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Ah ben oui ma bonne dame. 🙂
(Still in shock over Marseilles, Edmontown, Vegas. When are we going to take the measure of what is happening?)
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When? That’s a good question. Not anytime soon I don’t think. I’m still in shock as well but not as angry as I was – I’m just tired now. If I look back, it’s the Charlie Hebdo massacre which really traumatised me and it’s still the most unbelievable thing for me. Cartoonists in Paris…nope, still can’t believe it after all this time. And can’t get over Cabu. Every week I saw him on kid’s TV, he was my childhood. Gosh, it’s madness. And the Bataclan, alors? Ce sont des temps fous.
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Yes. Charlie, Wolinski and Cabu… can’t get over them. So the others? One after the other. Une dame a demandé près d’Aix: “Combien de temps on va se laisser trucider?”
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I’m pleased to have been able to give the 100th like on this post, but it deserves so much more. x
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Made me cry. In the heat of it right now. Over 20 years…ugh
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I’m sorry – I know how hard it is
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