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The Echo
Topic Started: 24 May 2010, 10:51 PM (266 Views)
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A girl i met at camp was very disturbed.
Every night I listened to her cry.
Every time I walked to the showers, I saw the bruises decorating her back.
One day, she asked for a poem.
"On what?" I asked
"On love and religion." she replied.
"I usually only write about pain and love."
Suddenly a crowd shoved forward in the breakfast line and she disappeared.
All I could hear was her voice echoing off the cold walls-
"They're the same thing, Helena"
In the halls, months later, I saw her.
Her face was cut, but all she said was, "Do you have a poem I can read?"
"Why are you so interested in me?" I regreted saying this so cruelly, trying to keep up my high status. This girl was frowned upon.
Slut
Liar
Wh#re
Bitch
Anything to hurt her
Maybe kill her
She answered, "I can feel them."
I knew what she meant.
Maybe she was the only one who could.
So I went home and wrote a poem.
No,
I wrote ten.
And the next day I gave them to her.
All I remember is her going into the bathroom and hearing a sob.
Suicide
Murder
Gangs
Echoes of voices still speed through my mind
Voices from the days after
When she never came back.

This weas one I wrote for her, along with "Lady of the Night", "Explain My Love" and "Multimeaning Poem". Please take it seriously.

Here it is-


“Echo” by Helena

Royal Mountains rising high
Underneath their violaceous cloaks
Are cracks, spaces, caves, silent prayers
Bruises hidden by lilac trees
And among the lying brush
You stand
Maybe you’re thinking of me
Maybe you’re not
Do you feel remorseful, culpable
Do you know what you did
To make me ensconce under a cold blanket
And wait for salvation
Or maybe starvation
You look up at the accepting sun
It beats down on your brown hair
Mine, too
But it’s so far away.
Like the winds that whistle in the trees
That distract you
That make you shiver
Like me under the wet quilt
Maybe with a notebook
Maybe not
And you scream a certain freeing yelp
A scream that echoes through the caves
Only He hears you
Only I hear you
I wonder if he cares
About your secrets
About my pain
Because He doesn’t stop you
As you scream again
You know it’s a letter
Just to be sent back
So you continue
Happy about your silly echo reaching you
Instead of my voice
But you don’t see me
Just sitting here
I smile, your voice soothing
Because only I know
That you did that for me
Lost
Alone
Knowing the letter had been received
And your echo
Made up for my lost tears
And your echo
Made up for you disappearing
And your echo
Made up for the fight
Only the abused mountains understood

http://masochistic-goddess.tumblr.com/poetry
"You will hear thunder and remember me,
and think: she wanted storms."
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...This is ...wow. It's ...I'm speechless...
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...Good? Right? Not speechless as in "Wow, youre more of an emotional wreck than I thought"?
http://masochistic-goddess.tumblr.com/poetry
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No way. Speechless as in I can't believe how good this is... you should send it to get published somewhere. No offense, I didn't mean to sound as if I expected it to be crappy.
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i dont know how to get poems published. iove published a book, but i dont have enough poems (or money) to make a book of poems and publish it...
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you don't have to have money here in Portland! You find an agent, he gets paid by the company, and he finds someone who likes it to publish it!
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goddamnit, why would dad move to cali of all places.....
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hey, Oregon is just right above you guys...
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yyyyeah!

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yeah, you guys could just come up here...

You can stay with us...





































Not really. You should come up here to try though.
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