Brick Poem by Katelin Taylor

Brick

Rating: 3.6


Like brick through a glass door
I break every time
I shatter, I crumble
I scream and I cry

When china hits concrete
I sweep myself up
No one else is going to
Who cares? Just a cup

Just my heart, just poor Katelin
Who can't seem to learn
That what goes up comes down
My scars are well earned

Won't someone tell her
The stories aren't true?
That fairy tale endings
Don't happen to you?

That once love is lost
It's not coming back?
But I still have hope
There's a reason for that.

My God, He will lead me
And write out my tale
And I'll get the last laugh
There's no way I'll fail.

My day will come soon
Though maybe not now
But I will be happy
This much is my vow.

Thursday, February 27, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Marisa Eutsler 08 May 2014

wow this is amazing. great example of how we all to should vow.

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Katelin Taylor 19 March 2014

Thank you Khairul :)

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Khairul Ahsan 18 March 2014

I like the positive note of the poem. It exudes self confidence amid a sphere of poignancy. Very well written.

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Katelin Taylor 03 March 2014

Thank you Hazel and Declan :) As for Richard, I think you need to improve your critical thinking skills. I am none of the adjectives you described and if you knew me you would know that I don't pity myself. I do however pity you and your lack of appreciation for poetry. But no hard feelings and thank you for reading. :)

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Hazel Durham 03 March 2014

I love the rhythm and flow to this honest and uplifting write written with panache!

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