Ode To A Doormat

• Artist: Sunafire
• Description: We've all felt like a doormat at some point or other.
  This poem is getting up from that, rising to who you want to be.
• Date: 03/07/2009
• Tags: doormat fallen pillow carpet respect

Doormat,
Welcome.
That's it,
Walk in.
The mud on your shoes,
Will cling to me,
The squeak of your heels,
Will sing to me.
And you're gone.

But I don't want to be a doormat any more,
Maybe a carpet, a pillow, or something...
Something people will love,
Admire,
Adore,
Aspire,
To be me.

And while this doormat writes this lament,
I'm learning to get up, to move on, to repent.
I was vulnerable, now i'm strong,
I'll be your fire, you'll be my song.
My feet are standing oh so tall,
Confidence gives you control of them all.
Bang.
And i've fallen again.

Comments

[P00R L3N0]

cute. I like how instead of just writing how we all feel like a doormat, you put it in perspective. I love writings like this.
5 stars

[ABluejay]

haha awesome, I love how the poem flows, and the ending surprise