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Saturday, January 10, 2015


Hello all, from Artsieladie!

This poem I wrote is about feeling insignificant, feeling like the only time you matter is when you can do something for another or others and then when they've gotten what they wanted from you, they toss you away like you're just a piece of garbage. They will tell you that you're important, that you matter so much to them until they no longer need you to serve a purpose for them and/or you discover you were just being used by them. Then they no longer want to be bothered with even knowing you. 

I know very well how this feels and it hurts like hell. So when I see another feeling this way, I try to make them feel like they do matter because really, everyone does. Remember, we don't go through painful experiences in life for the purpose of carrying along with us bitterness and resentment. We go through painful experiences so we may understand and have compassion for those who are experiencing their painful experiences. 

Be kind to others and considerate of their feelings. "An ounce of consideration has unmeasurable value in preventing a ton of pain, resentment, and bitterness." ~ Quote by Artsieladie ♥ 

 "Peering Through The Pane"

Through longing eyes she watches,
The games, the fun, the laughter.
Her heart longs to be a part
Before, during, after.
She winces as they point in her direction,
For the giggling only grows, as they revel in rejection.
A warm, wet tear rolls down her reddened cheek,
But she smiles anyway for words she cannot speak.
As she slowly turns away and fades into the shadows,
Silently she wishes for nevermore tomorrows.

But the dawning of new days arrive,
Commencing daylights in rebirth,
Peering through the pane still,
She questions her self worth.

Then one day, peering through the pane,
Suddenly she hears, yes, indeed, her name.
As the pounding in her chest increases, her vision becomes a blur.
Her ears must be hearing things for they can't be meaning her.
The crowd is persistent. They continue their request.
They're even adding words like, "Come on! You are the best!"
So, bravely she steps out from behind the pane.
She offers all the best she has, never thinking of self gain.
They gather 'round her with bubbly, eager chat.
Laughing and convincing her, she is where it's at.
Her heart is filled with gladness, perpetuated joy.
For she can't believe, her acceptance, they employ.

Now the task has been completed, drawn into a close.
Where is everyone? Hadn't her they chose?
With sadness and dismay, she stares in disbelief,
Feeling so forsaken by each a clever thief.

So, once again, she stands alone, on the outside looking in.
A deepened, swelling sorrow forges the unforgiving sin.
Discouraged and disheartened, more so than before,
She knows her strength has dissipated, gone forevermore.
Ne'er will she peer again through a cold, relentless pane.
Her heart, her spirit, shattered hopelessly by unmitigated pain.

Poem by Artsieladie /Artsieladie Sharon Donnelly 
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