Cena Rose

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Fragile - Poem by Cena Rose

I saw a word today.

Fragile.

And I thought how similar that word was to me.

Yet no one knows how fragile I may be,

the wind could push me over with a strong gust

and I would end.

Thankfully.

So fragile is my hunger, as I look at the food and say no.

So fragile is my skin as I tear it with my knife.

So fragile are my lungs, as I hold my breath under the current.

So fragile is my heart, as I hide my emotions and smile.

So fragile is my body, as I torment it with my knowledge.

So fragile is my life, as I try to end it.

So fragile is my soul, as I know I do not embrace it.

So fragile is my trust, that no one will ever read this.

So Fragile.

And yet death does not knock on my door.


Comments about Fragile by Cena Rose

  • Emily Oldham (9/20/2008 11:37:00 AM)


    Beautiful and truthful poem... please keep writing (Report) Reply

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  • (8/22/2008 10:03:00 PM)


    Loved the poem..... I feel I can relate.... Keep writing (Report) Reply

  • (6/22/2008 11:00:00 PM)


    The phrase 'time heals' is not always true. I like that this poem shows the side that most tuck away until they are forced to deal. Keep writing. (Report) Reply

  • (6/16/2008 2:11:00 PM)


    An eerie sentiment here, Cena. Wonderfully done, though!

    Ray
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, June 12, 2008



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