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Hey Angel (Talk To Me)

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February 18, 10:24pm

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193

Last Edited:

April 28, 5:54am

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I work with patients that suffer from emotional problems, such as PTSD, border-line personality, schitzoaffective disorder, among other things. All are very afraid to trust anyone. They ware their scars from child abuse, to the scars that remain from cutting themselves to numb the pain. To feel something more then just the flashbacks of abuse and neglect.
This is their song:

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Hey angel,
what are those scars on your arms,
and the mass invaded charms?
No more need for alarm.

Talk to me

I can hear it in your voice,
the pain, the hurt, the shame.
You never really had a choice,
the tears fall like rain,
it seems so insane,
it seems like a game.

Talk to me

Hey angel,
can you stay for a while?
Let me see that pretty smile.

There's no need to fly away,
everything will be OK.
Tomorrow's another day.

Talk to me

Hey angel,
don't you let them get you down,
you don't have play the clown,
anymore.
It's all enough to want to see heavens door.
You beg and plead "no more".

Talk to me

I can't take away your pain,
the scars, the hurt, the shame.

All I can do is be there for you,
hold your hand when you're feeling blue,
hold you high when you want to cry,
hold your wings out, so you can fly
again.
 

It's not the end.

Sweet dreams will come again.
Remove all the haze so you can see.
On that, you must believe.

Please,

talk to me

 

 

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 Whoa -- you are such a great writer/poet! It seems that everything you write has a story to tell of its own. I feel that I am in the story when I read every line of this work. A plus indeed. I'd say 5 stars out of 5.

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 Hello, friend I've never met! The pyschology of this poem is so dynamic. I would have known you are a mental health worker without knowing the background. You must be a great counselor. My favorite line is

Hey angel,
can you stay for a while?
 

First of all that you talk to these humans despised by so many as "angels" is beautiful. I love that you affirm human life. A person has worth because she is a person. Period. And then that simple question you asked, can you stay a little while? Oh it gives me chills. I can see the eyes, of your counselee lift and suddenly brighten. She had not known that people cared for her to stay. She did not realize the great worth that she has. Brilliant, man. You are brilliant.

From just a strict, structural analysis--the poem might be polished by having a more balanced rhyme scheme. It's a great poem, and in my insignificant opinion, it might do better with no rhyming whatsoever. I think this is one of those rare poems that needs no structural distractions, simply a balanced meter to draw the reader into the rhythm of conversation you are having.

But, like I said, I believe this is brilliant. If you leave it just the way it is then you've still written an amazing poem because you took me into another world, the one in which you live, and that my friend is quite a talent.

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Great poem. It’s almost song-like. I just can’t yet place the group who might best serve it. You certainly have a way with words and rhythm. Your works reflect your life, where you’ve been and what you’ve experienced, at various stages. Thanks for sharing.

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 hmmmm it is very deep an is kinda in the need of some lightening and hope just a slice though. Don't drown the poem in itself. I mean don't make it more that it should be. It is almost close to a song and i hope you continue your work. But everyone needs to fix some of their work and it needs just a few tweeks. Just make it a little lighter and more airy. But it has real potential and could be a great poem/story or maybe a little short story.

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 ***Hello Stranger,  I read this a couple of times, I love the way it flows but in couple of places the flow was somewhat disrupted:  

Hey angel,
don't you let them get you down,
you don't have play the clown,
anymore.
 

I think if you were to reword or rearrange the words "you don't have to play the clown, anymore" and still end it with clown it might continue its flow... Again it happened here:

All I can do is be there for you,
hold your hand when you're feeling blue,
hold you high when you want to cry,
hold your wings out, so you can fly
again.
 

I am far from a poet but somehow I think if you rearranged this part as well the flow of rhyme would continue. If that was what you were striving for. I really liked the poem, it has a great deal of feeling in it, and a great deal of visual pain that obviously you must know about. I enjoy all of your poems, keep up the good work, write on...***

 

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 Hi. I have read a few of your poems and what I really like about each one is the honesty.

You are the voice for those who are not able to............wow.

It's very sad but beautiful and well written. Keep up the good work .

Thank you

warmth

Sherry

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