I listen to your words
each time that you yell them,
each time that you kill my soul...
echoes of anger..
a surge through my spine
digging deeper into
the depths of this demoralized
cave of despair.
I eat your words,
savoring each morsel of
superiority
cowardicing my pride
standing attention to your
kingdom of rage.
I abhor you.
I scorn you and your shame.
Try to hide from them
as you do it so well.
Prowl around them with your
slithery actions
I see as you are
for what you make me.
But you will not break me,
as I again...
will disappear.
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Written August 31st, 2006
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Hopeful serender
Yes there are words that goes to the heart of a woman and sets in a low boil no one can see . Filtering the shades of blue until the feelings fade away forever.Leaving only the first hint of love that was once your own ***great write here
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Powerfully written
I like the fact that it opened in weakness, but closed in a place of power. I loved the rythem of the words pulling you in and then power. Very nice -
words, more powerful than weapons but they can also be as peaceful of a breeze on a summer's day.spill ink and twist me into the crazy shape of love!
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Awesome
this poem is awesome!! Great work!! I look forward to reading more -
Good
Tormented words but well done -
"sticks and stones... but words do really hurt."
Really bold title you've got there, and truly does make alot of sense. The whole stick and stones meaning really does set you up for alot of hurt which I see you've made the point here!
I've checked the contest, pretty great work here you've done mate! Not cliche'd in any way! I like the different words you've used to bring about the emotions..
Great work, and I wish you goodluck in the contest
Cheers
-A friend, Kal 24
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