They say when you don't know what to write, write what you know. I drew this poem from a place in my past that wasn't exactly all rainbows and sunshine, so sorry if it comes across a little angsty. Maybe, by the time this 100 theme challenge reaches its close, I'll have been able to move on a little. Actually, moving on before I finish it would be nice, seeing as this could take a while.
Hope you enjoy my first attempt at posting poetry on FA.


I gave you precious pieces of myself
Each one a gem, though not all of them shine
They were all still special, each in their turn
Each of them fragile, though each of them mine

I shared with you things never shared before
Things I had never wanted to relive
Dark secrets I thought you would understand
I shared things I was reluctant to give

After a while, after the tide went out
I noticed the waves never washed back in
They never returned to fill me back up
With shiny treasures or even bracken

I was naked, hollow, very alone
Left with only a harsh ache in my soul
Blinded and sad as the silence stretched on
Nothing was returned to make me feel whole

Then the sun came in the dark of the night
It showed me a vision that stopped my heart
The things I’d given I’d never get back
My precious gems, fallen to disregard

That first step away, both hard yet easy
Somehow, someway, it brought me back to life
I could see, I could hear, and breathe again
I felt like I could dance, I felt so light

Somehow, there is still this bitter feeling
That hollowness still has me in its hold
Resentment for being treated like trash
When it was clear I was made out of gold.