About Me 2017-2018

 

 

To those of you who don’t know me

or to those of you who think they do,

there is a mystery within this heart

where a passion lies fast asleep

beside a longing to inquire.

A love waning and

an unspeakable desire receding.

 

To those of you who don’t know me

or to those of you who think they do,

there is a girl who likes to hide behind her facade,

a wall between the external and internal – 

the separation of the world and the heart.

This girl demands everything to be perfection –

a show she puts up for others to admire.

Her perfection, as others see it, is all she is –

this girl is defined by the wall she puts up

between herself and others.

 

To those of you who don’t know me

or to those of you who think they do,

there is a girl who when night greets her,

sits on her bed with a tear-shaped halo at her feet –

for her external wall blocked not only herself from others

but her heart from her soul.

 

To those of you who don’t know me

or to those of you who think they do,

there used to be a girl

who felt everything in a variety of colour.

Deep hues of blue and purple

within a monochromatic girl whose

heart and soul

were separated by a variation in colour.

 

To those of you who don’t know me

or to those of you who think they do,

there is now a girl who believes in this:

“Behind every exquisite thing, there was something tragic.”

there used to be a girl who hid behind her self-made barrier,

keeping herself hidden from the eyes of others.

But now there is a girl who has ever so carefully

torn down every brick around her heart, thus

releasing deep hues of blue and purple from her heart and soul.

 

To those of you who don’t know me

or to those of you who think they do,

there is now a girl who now understands that her exquisite beauties

are only there to mask her tragedies.

But little does she know,

her tragedies are what make her

Exquisitely beautiful.

~~~

Why is it that I’ve walked around for seventeen-years not knowing who I am? Why? Why do I feel numb when I cry even though my eyes are telling those around me that I feel something? I feel everything in a variety of colours but I’m colour blind. I feel in hues of blue and purple but I just want to be pulled from this monochromatic world I’ve built for myself. I need to be pulled from my endless daydream.

This poem speaks to the wall that I’ve built that protects my heart and soul from all that I feel. It is only now that I have realized how damaging it has all become. I have started to ever so slowly remove every brick of my protective layer in the hopes that I can make genuine connections within myself, specifically within the relationship between my feelings and my heart and soul.

All the love,

The Girl with the Endless Daydream

6 comments

  1. Dear Victoria,

    Right off the bat, I love the structure that you present in this piece because it illustrates that you are intentional in your formatting and pieces of writing, and I cannot wait to see them this year. 😀 Secondly, I applaude you as a writer because of your willingness to be vulnerable in your posts. The honesty you provide is a breath of fresh air among the superficiality of our society and rings true with your voice, so thank you for the way you approached this.

    An improvement that I think you should look into is:
    “a wall between the external and internal
    the separation of the world and the heart.”

    By putting a piece of punctuation after internal would make more sense to me as a reader, in order to distinguish the two pieces of ideas you want to convey. But otherwise, a beautiful piece of work, and I am honoured to have seen it. 🙂

    Aaron

    1. Dearest Aaron,

      Thank you for such a lovely comment! I have always struggled to be authentically vulnerable in my writing but I think that this piece does that – thank you for pointing that out. Also, I have always sucked at punctuation so thanks for that!

      All the love,
      Vic

  2. Dear Victoria,

    I really enjoyed reading your “About Me” post, because its different compared to the poems I’ve read before, but very soothing to the ears. One thing I really liked about your piece is the tone you conveyed through the poem, the tone added depth to your piece, which explained the ideas you were implying better through the poem.

    An area where I believe you can improve upon is some punctuation. In some areas of the poem I think you may need to add commas, and periods, to separate different ideas of yours; so that it isn’t all congested in one sentence.

    Great piece! I am excited to read more of your work in the future!

    Sincerely Maha,

    1. Dearest Maha,

      Thank you for your kind words! I’ll get right on editing my punctuation 🙂

      Kind Regards,

      Victoria

  3. Dear Victoria,

    I don’t really know you that well, but this about me really gave me a glimpse at you. This piece really was amazing, and I really appreciate how you allowed yourself to be so vulnerable and open towards your readers. Your writing is really different from pieces I have read and it is a fresh take, in my opinion, at a personal writing.

    I think if you looked back at your punctuation, it would put this piece over the top. Other then that, this was amazing and I look forward to reading more from you!

    With love,
    Vaishali

    1. Dear Vaishali,

      Thank you for your kind comment! I will for sure take a look at my punctuation, thanks for pointing it out!

      Kind Regards,
      Victoria

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