For a while now I've been afraid to say or show how I feel, so instead I go around telling people I'm tough, pretending to be made of steel
All of my feelings I shoved into a bottle made of glass, and as I shoved this glass bottle inside myself I prayed these feelings wouldn't last
The more of my feelings I shoved into it the fuller my glass bottle got, the only problem is once I started to shove all my feeling into it, I didn't know how to stop
Even if you were to ask me if I was okay I'd put on a smile and say I'm fine, even though deep down inside I know I'm lying
So here we are present day and despite my efforts to stop it, my glass bottle and I have started to crack and I know any minute now both of us are going to snap
No matter how much I wish it wasn't so, no matter how much all together I wish my glass bottle and I would stay, I know deep down that my almost broken glass bottle is any second gonna give way
Well Miss M. that was an excellent metaphor and the poem was definitely captivating.Great Job! !
I love the metaphor of the glass bottle and shoving it inside of yourself. Trying to hide something see through inside of you, trying to protect yourself from being vulnerable which actually adds to your vunerabilty. It's so striking and stays with you after you read it. Really great job!
This is such a strong expression of pain, the bottle a perfect description and how you write to your loved one makes it so personal. I was honestly quite taken by how hard this grabbed me, i felt the pain strongly. I hope things improve for you, karen
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The more of my feelings I shoved into it the fuller my glass bottle got, the only problem is once I started to shove all my feeling into it, I didn't know how to stop...that's my fav line...nice job.