Fade Away Poem by Kelsea Osterman
Fade Away
Tears, fall down my face as I finally see what I truly mean to you.
Tears fall and hit the ground every time I think of you.
I watch as the tears fall and hit the floor.
Blood, soon mixes with the tears that have fallen.
Soon I see what I truly meant to you.
I see that I was nothing; nothing is exactly what I meant to you.
You played me, and when you were done you tossed me to the side and left me where I now lay.
So now I sit here with the blood slowly flowing from my body.
As the girl in the mirror begins to fade away I see who I really am.
I see that I am a girl who has known love and has lost love.
I see a girl who is tired of living.
I also see a girl who is ready to die and hurt no more.
I watch in the mirror as the blood slowly trickles down my arm, tinting the once white tile floor.
I watch as the tears slowly speed up as I think of the first kiss and the only one we shared.
The kiss I know I would never forget, the kiss from the person who will forever haunt my dreams.
The kiss that I wish would just fade away.
Fade away like the rest of my life.
I will make my life fade away into the nothingness of what it really is.
So with this blade I will end the nightmares.
End them forever, for no one will ever care.
The dreams will soon become sweet again.
I watch as the colors of the world around me start to fade.
I watch as things start to make sense again or maybe not.
I watch as the last of my tears finally fall and hit the floor.
I give out a little laugh and say goodbye to the life I once had.
I say goodbye to all the ones I have hurt.
I say goodbye to all the ones who hurt me.
And I say goodbye to me as I slowly fade away.
You're very talented with words. Sorrow suffuses us as we take in your tale of pain. I suppose your boy didn't see how special you are. Great job. I was a little hesitant at first to read it....'Cause it's pretty long, But I'm glad I did now.
interesting, yet sad, there is so much expression of pain.for someone your age to write of blood and pain like that is really touching..anyway nice poem.
In our eyes there are tears Just to flush out jolts and jeers To make space for joys and cheers They are the life's true souvenirs. CP
that is an amazing poem & i cant help but wonder who the person who hurt u is
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Hi Kelsea - A nice long relationship poem full of angst and agony. (Lines 1 - 5) Blood & tears - why? Because of a relationship (you cared deeply about) has gone wrong. 'I see what I truely mean to you'. We all cry (which is OK) when this happens Kelsea - but we dont all CUT (which is BAD) . (Lines 6 - 13) Nothing - plaything - tossed away - lost love - tired of living - bleeding slowly to death 'I watch as the blood slowly trickles'. We all (even males) go through these 'purple patches' Kelsea - but we have a choice CUT or CUT LOOSE - we need the reslove to choose the latter (which takes courage to face the future on our own - for a few weeks anyway! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !) . (Lines 14 - 18) Blood & tears and the memory of the first kiss - its all too much - so 'I will make my life fade away into nothingness' I am Chair of our local YMCA and I have worked with teens for 60 years and councelled many of them from the brink of suicide. I appreciate that this poem is in your mind - otherwise you could not have written it - but what you describe is so so real in the lives of thousands of teen who 'cut themselves to death each year'. It is a cry for help but sometimes we have to cut them down and zip them into a body bag - which is an infinite waste of potential. (Lines 19 - 28) This is classical 'easy way out'. The blade - the end - the fading colours - the last tear - the weak laugh - the goodbyes - the point of no return - the sweet dreams beyond the grave. Between the ages of 14 and 24 - (when I eventually got married and still am) - I fell in love many times and each time I got my 'heart broken' it's no different for boys. Having survived World War Two we had a healthy respect for death - and our cure for a broken heart - was the comfort of a beating heart - in the body of the next girlfriend. Do you think Male Teens are tougher when it comes to love? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? I love the last three lines - it has a neatness about it that to me suggests - not a resolve but second thoughts. 'I'll say goodbye - to the ones I've hurt - the ones who hurt me - to me - as I slowly fade away'. There are alternatives - thanks for sharing. Love through Poetry - JOHN.