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Friday, May 6, 2011

Let Me In

You mournfully wait in silence to hang you worries on the crescent moon, but nobody will lend you the silver ribbon.
I 'll never feel what you do, I wish I could relate.
You don't have to hide behind a mask anymore, please...
Let me in.

When you try to hurt yourself, you hurt the people who love you too.
......
One of those people is me.
Would you like a shoulder to cry on?
Here, just let me help you... but
.

Let me in.

It's not your fault.
You don't have to blame anyone,
but if anyone...
blame him.
He hurt you, I hate him for that.
He hurt your mom, too.
Why won't you talk to me about this?
Let me in.

For my dear M.H.
Picture and poem by Sophia Manco
Song for this post is Bottle it Up by Sara Bareilles

Thursday, May 5, 2011

The Man

In the metallic darkness see myself. My reflection is hunched over; this illusion allurs me... like the rain to the earth below my feet.
I suddenly wonder if he thinks I am trying to join eyes with him. I feel self-conscious, he must think I'm desperate. For attention. For a smile. For a glace over the sholder.
Why am I so focused on his sunglasses, or what he thinks of me? I should get home, my hair is soaked. I'm shivering in the cold, but he doesn't offer me his umbrella.
His strides are swift and precise. Admiring. I don't find the courage in myself to look up from my miserable, beat-up Converse. Will he even acknowledge the pathetic teenage girl leaning against a craftfully grafittied brick wall that I call "Me"? He's a man.
Obviously, he has places to be, people to see. I wish one of those people could be me. He's a wonder. I wonder if he is smart, I bet so. I wonder what color his eyes are. He's beautiful. I wonder if he's married. Oh God, there's a ring on his finger. A wave of mixed emotions rush over me. I feel guilty, sorry for his wife, but also jittery. The butterfly's wings erupt into a patter, I feel h-a-p-p-y.... and light enough to walk on clouds.

Little did I know this man would play a huge role in my life.
Picture and short story by Sophia Manco
Song for this post is Love Would Do by Jason Mraz