Your hand is soft as a wing
Comparing to my knife
You keep it clean, spill no blood
Only tears will hit the ground
Your foot feels like a pillow
Comparing to your killing words
You try to keep it down,
but anger is too strong
No need to listen to me
To the rhythm with which my tears
Make the soul-shredding songs
My tears are nothing
Comparing to your anger
My tears are useless
Against your words
My cries are nothing
Comparing to the reaction
My cries are useless
Against you
Author notes
no, i'm not abused..! it's something which popped up in my mind.
let me tell the story behind this:
we (me and 3 of my friend) where RPGing (role play gaming) and my character was a 22 years old girl(Luce) with a son of 1 year (Ammon). She was abused by the father of the boy before he was born. When he finally found out about her pregnancy (oh gush, how do you write that!!), he ran off. Bla bla, horrible story. She was 20 back then. Now she's 22 and got in touch with that man again. so she wrote this. He's nice now (married to another girl though).
So, from Luces Diary I present you: A poem! (you're going to hear more about her, she's a poetic character of mine)
(see my biography to learn what a poetic character is and maybe make one yourself!)
enjoy!
Written August 31st, 2006
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Wow, for something that just popped into your head, that is really good. It funny when your writing things and you don't even go through them, and how much meaning they may have to someone else....I love it, it is a great great write, I can actually relate to that..without actually 'relating' to it, if that makes any sense.....I can't wait to read more of your work..Best wishes!!
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