So I think a small mini background story to this poem is in order. This was written back when I was in high school, tenth grade English class. The assignment was to write a poem. Naturally everyone in my class decided to write about something happy and uplifting. I, being what I am, wanted to do the opposite. This is the result and won first place in the class contest. It’s one of my favorites.




"Pinned Up…Chaos"

By: Apple Bottom

Concrete floors and closing doors
Smiling faces, mockery laughter
Spiteful eyes and blacken cheeks
Day by day, I continue to stand

Losing myself bit by bit
The sinful demons clawing at my back
The light fades, darkness creeps
On this bloody carpet

Cold, dark, desolate, gone
What words can I use to
Make you understand the
Broken pieces sliding down this rusted string

Pinned up butterflies
Chaos and destruction
A beautiful seduction I call my own
Needle, thread, and duct tape too

Make me whole yet again
Filled inside with torment and hate
Taking in all your rage and envy
Made by all but by none

Just like this china doll I hold dear
Incomplete, abounded, pathetic
Just like me