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Poem Details
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| Title: | Transparently Solid |
| Author: | Christiana DiWilliams |
| Date Submitted: | 10/11/2008 |
| Poem: |
The experience thus far of my life's insanity, not knowing whether my feelings are numb, painstricken, euphoric. You make as much or as little sense of me as you can. Let this be a window to be looked through how you'd like and interpreted as you please. I'm so clear, so open, yet there's still that wall, that fogginess, that will keep the normal mind from ever truly understanding anyway. I feel like if I let you in, if I let you look too deep, you'll see right through me. See right through my window pane, my window's pain. Like the pain and guilt and pleasure and fear and shame and anger and happiness and all the extremities of feelings that exist inside of me, are seen completely transparently when I'm looked in the eyes. The windows to my soul's deepest emotion. So I avoid eye contact. All I know is that sometimes.. I just don't want to be me.... |