Sitting here alone and cold,
The water stings my face.
I think of my day,
Slump my face on my fist,
I’m just the stranger.
The eyes stare,
And the mouths need not talk
But I hear the words.
I know I’m not the one confused.
Whispered words don’t reassure me,
They merely make me freeze.
Each tear is entangled in raindrops
Am I in the middle of an experiment?
I just feel so connected
And dangling from string
At the neck.
It’s a parade of the beautiful
In my gutter.
Winter nears,
And still I cease to be noticed
From the person who
I wish was nearer
But fades away like
Lights in a storm.
You’ll never know
If I was just a child
Or a special glimpse of golden.
















Comments
The flow could also use some improvement, the poem doesn't seem to progress from a beginning to an end, but often strays aside, it doesn't sound entirely coherent or refined. Some lines don't seem connected enough with the previous line(s), such as "Am I in the middle of an experiment?" The fourth stanza as a whole seems out of place to me.
In general the poem gives a feeling that you focused on every word and line, but forgot the entity. You could use more variation in the sentence structure. One thing that would probably improve the flow is using more commas in place of periods and not capitalizing the beginning of every line.
Whispered words don’t reassure me,
They merely make me freeze.
Each tear is entangled in raindrops < That part its my fav
"Whispered words don’t reassure me,
They merely make me freeze."
I wrote:
"whisper words, whisper words
do you mean them?
carve it in, memorize"
I like your's much better. I just noticed the person above me stole my two lines, oh weeell! Just proves that you rule. *applauds you*
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So fragile..yet so devious.
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im not o fucking kay
by the way.. thankyou!
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im not o fucking kay
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So fragile..yet so devious.
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im not o fucking kay
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