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romance, non-fiction, drama, poetry
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March 18, 2:57pm

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446

Last Edited:

May 4, 3:43pm

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This doesn't really relate to me but to those who have been in a down situation.

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 Shocked and appalled,never thought I would fall.

Puzzled and confused, never felt so used.

Thought I was in love but I guess love wasn't the word.

How dumb was I to not realize that I was hurt.

Got me crazy over him I don't want him to leave. 

What's the point of staying if I can't wipe these tears off my sleeves?

Did everything I could just to make you glad.

So wrapped around your finger wasn't thinking about the feelings I had.

They always say you can't get everything you want.

I thought I was different. I guess I was wrong.

I guess I'm just another chick in your little black book.

The book that's not based upon personality but upon looks.

You know what? From those girls I stand apart.

Unlike them I do have a heart.

In which I gave it to you but you decided to break it.

Now I'm picking up the shattered peices and I just can't face it.

You're supposed to be my rock, my armor, my shield.

Instead you're a block in my heart and you bring me hell.

I want to cry, but I don't want to cry, so I don't cry.

When I  close my eyes and see your eye, it's all a lie.

I try to explain myself but I don't know why.

They say it's better ones out there, one's who actually care.

If that were true, why can't I get these twigs out of my hair?

There is a rose for every thorn.

Still I sit here hurt and torn.

Get over yourself! Your full of it!

Get another one you're making no sense!

I'm usually so calm but I'm beginning to go sane.

I'm crazy now throwing your stuff in the rain.

Oops! There goes your shoes, your leatherman jacket.

Your ring, your CDs, your baseball cap and

The necklace you gave to me I'm going to keep.

Matter of fact, I'm going to sell it because it's priceless to me.

The notes you wrote me is going in the trash.

All the times you said you loved me is now deep in ashes.

I'm tired of loving you but never getting love back.

I'm tired of giving you everything but you never give back.

Should've listened to my instincts a long time ago.

When I caught you in a mix, should've let you go.

I'm much braver now, I know how to take care of mines.

I know how to handle myself without a man insight.

I'm not using the big words cause you seem to be stupid.

How you hurt a girl like me, boy you FOOLISH.

                                                             By Ashley  

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I really enjoyed this poem. It was very emotionally powered which I think is a great asset when writing poetry. You have some good imagery throughout. I particularly liked line 23

If that were true, why can't I get these twigs out of my hair?

And line 35

All the times you said you loved me is now deep in ashes.

If you do plan on doing any re-writes, I would recommend keeping those lines. They're definitely some of the strongest in the poem. I also really enjoyed the ironic usage of the word "priceless" in line 33. Priceless usually connotates something of great value, but in this sense you are referencing something that is value-less. I really liked that play on words.

I do have a few suggestions to make the poem flow better. First, I would suggest breaking it up into stanzas simply to make it easier to read. There are also one or two lines I would consider tweaking a bit. First, line 4 

How dumb was I to not realize that I was hurt.

I found myself tripping over it a but while reading. Maybe change it to something like "Foolish of me not to realize I was hurt". Also line 20

When I  close my eyes and see your eye, it's all a lie.

I would maybe change it to something like "When I close my eyes and see yours, it is all a lie". This way the line still maintains the half rhyme between "eyes" and "lie" and "lie" still connects with "why" on the end of the next line.  You're rhyme scheme was another thing I was very impressed with in your poem. You did a great job of finding unique words that didn't sound forced to maintain your rhymes.

As for some minor grammatical things, In like 8 I would suggest putting either a comma or an "I" between "fingers" and "wasn't". Also line 22, maybe replace "it's" with "there's" to maintain the plural subject. Similarly in line  34 maybe change "is" to "are". Unless, of course, this was a stylized choice; then by all means, keep it!

This critique applies to the 1st draft of this work.

From someone that was in an abusive situation - that almost sounds like what we are dealing with here - emotionally anyway.   I loved the poem over all.  It is extremely emotional and raw which, when you are writing poetry, is a valuable asset to have at your disposal.  I loved the contrasts in the beginning of the poem

" Shocked and appalled,never thought I would fall.

Puzzled and confused, never felt so used.

Thought I was in love but I guess love wasn't the word.

How dumb was I to not realize that I was hurt.

Got me crazy over him I don't want him to leave"

He has tortured you and broken your heart - but still you don't want to leave- so many of us have felt that way I can't even tell you!

The imagery used throughout is also really good....it shows a lot of insight on the narrator's part and it gives your reader a real sense of how hurt the narrator is....

"What's the point of staying if I can't wipe these tears off my sleeves?"

"I guess I'm just another chick in your little black book."

 

Couple of minor poetic critiques - I would definitely break it up into stanzas.  Solid poetry is hard to read for a normal reader.  You want the poem to read and break where it does in your own mind, so that the reader is compelled to read the poem exactly as it sounds to you.   I was thoroughly impressed by your rhyming techniques, it didn't sound forced at all, which is never easy to do.   I was little confused by the line

"If that were true, why can't I get these twigs out of my hair?"

There was no other reference to plants before it and I found myself stumbling over the line.  Over all the poem was really good though.  Great emotional response from your reader!

 

This critique applies to the 1st draft of this work.

 Ashley, this poem has plenty of "heart," but your cadence and in some instance, word choice need to be reworked to really get the truer flavor of this beautiful poem.  I love poetry, so I am going to walk through the first 8 lines with you and hopefully instead of offering criticism, I'll be able to help you see that your poem can be made to flow better and highlight the emotion you've invested in it.

I'm shocked and appalled; I never thought I would fall.

You left me puzzled and confused; I'm feeling so used.

I thought I was in love, but I used the wrong word,

Because now I am alone feeling hurt and abused.

Crazy over him, I didn't want him to leave,

But what's the point of staying, crying; I won't allow him to make me grieve.

I did everything I could  to see a smile on his face;

Wrapped around his finger, I existed in a daze.

I hope this helps a bit in assisting you in using different word choices that will cause your poem to be more dynamic and emote better. Also, you might want to change "priceless" to "useless" in this line -

"Matter of fact, I'm going to sell it because it's priceless to me." 

Priceless is something you'd treasure and it doesn't sound as if you want to treasure the things he gave you at an earlier point in time. 

I certainly hope this critique has helped.  Keep writing and hang on to that ability to emote so well. Shilohx7

 

 

 

 

 There is such great passion in this poem, it paints a picture that allows the reader to almost feel what it's like to go through a situation like the poet describes.

It gets off to an excellent start with the first two lines in as far as the cadence and rhythm are concerned, but I found myself stumbling over many of the longer lines after that.

I would agree with your other critiques and suggest that you break it up into stanzas. Try reading it out loud and see what words you can leave out and/or replace to keep the rhythm flowing smoothly without losing any of the passion and feel of the content.

For me the process of getting it all down 'on paper' is the first step. Then comes the real fun of it,  taking it apart and moving lines and words around, taking out some here, and putting in some there to make it all sound right when I read it out loud.

That is the most fun part to me, I get such satisfaction in the process and in the finished product because the poem seems to transcend itself and become so much greater in the end than what it started out to be in the first rough draft.

Keep writing, you have great insight and passion!

XOxo~Drea

 

 

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