She shimmers and shines
And blinds her prey
She shimmers and shines
And digs my grave
She shimmers and shines
And takes the sun away
❀
Her smile is meant to stun
Her voice is meant to lure
You're all enchanted, enthralled, bewitched
And I'm just dying behind the curtain
❀
She's glowing and gleaming and spinning
You're clapping and cooing and clueless
She's dazzling and you're staring
And I'm just dying behind the curtain
❀
She swapped me with a corpse
And nobody spotted the difference
She stopped wearing gloves and
Nobody pointed out the crimson
Painting her palms
The walls are closing in but
None of you care if you're crushed
❀
She drowned me in darkness and smiled for the camera
She wore a mask and you called it a halo
She locked me in a safe and
You helped sink it
I was trying to breathe
You were trying to buy tickets to her show
❀
Oh is her glitter worth more than my blood?
Is her blade more impressive than my wound?
Is her mask more glamourous than my open book?
I guess her lullabies are easier to hear
Than my confessions are to stomach
I guess her smile is easier to look at
Than my tears are to hold
❀
I died on her shores and
You all just praised her waves
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Author's Note: This has nothing to do with my current life. I was just channeling my past emotions for a book I'm planning :)
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'She swapped me with a corpse - And nobody spotted the difference' that line stuck with me through this entire excellent poem Poppy. Wow! Your descriptions are stunning!
Very well done :)
Congrats on TS!
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Amazing.
This was so striking!! I love the dark aesthetic, and it really made me think!
i'm shit at comment but this rules!
Very good work, congrats 😊👏
Yay! Great job!💖
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Beautiful and raw - excellent work
Poppy, congratulations on your top story. There are so many stand-out lines, but this is my favorite: "She wore a mask, and you called it a halo."
Hello madam
Hauntingly beautiful - "She swapped me with a corpse, and nobody spotted the difference".
Happy this isn't autobiographical, but man what a channel to tune into! So engaging!! Great work Poppy and congrats on Top Story!!
This one had some daggers in it! Fantastic work, Poppy!
I read these words aloud & hear a voice in the distant whisper, "Yessss."
Well-wrought! Consolation: those who crave and clamor for the spotlight often find themselves burnt up and burnt out by the heat of its glare, while those who work quietly in their shadow grow like trees, out of the darkness and toward the light of the sun.
😍😍😍 This poem was gorgeous Poppy!!! Simply fantastic stuff I especially loved the line “she swapped me with a corpse; and nobody spotted the difference” If this is anything like the book you’re planning then it will be a total knock out!
So many great call and response lines, although the one about “is her blade more impressive than my wound” really stuck out to me
This is kind of gut wrenchingly sad and yet whimsical at the same time. Fantastic work Poppy.
Excellently emotive poem… I especially liked: “She's glowing and gleaming and spinning You're clapping and cooing and clueless She's dazzling and you're staring And I'm just dying behind the curtain”✅. Clever conclusion.
I've felt this way before too. I'm so glad these are past emotions. Loved your poem!
I love this! It is so very siren-song-esc, but also perhaps a clue into female rage? I loved reading it, either way! Great work, Poppy ❤️❤️