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What Is Done


With broken bones I seek strength to stand
To be unaided with another man

Left alone with only hopes and dreams
He kills me with what I thought was nothing

Every needle will leave it's mark
This one happened too strike my heart

Raped of joy and happiness
I'm left in the position of loneliness

Bitter and shaking I plunge to the floor
Begging my legs to walk out the door

First time I let myself open to feel again
I'm betrayed for who I thought was a friend

So I’ll crawl back in my hole to never see
Because what is done is always done to me

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  • lowercase prelude gold member
    April 7, 2008

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    wow. this is so powerful, full of emotion. you convey you thoughts very well. this is very well written. great job =]


  • camus gold member
    March 23, 2008
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    Hey Tiffany - liked your poem that spoke to me of your impotence in the face of a powerful abuser. I see this poem as a statement of negation, of little hope and strength to fight back and when you do the new person simply betrays you again - a "friend". I have seen your pic and can't believe this is based on reality - you're so nice. Take care. camus xx


  • passionne
    January 24, 2007

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    Powerful images

    I didn't like the title, as it didn't communicate anything to me. But the rest of the words were pretty mean, raw, effective images.

    At the end of it, I am left, out of breath, screaming for you to get up. Screaming for you to take charge of your life. Screaming for you to scream.

    ...

    to crawl back in my hole and never see
    because what is done is always done to me

    ...

    I want to add...

    Then one day, the invader came
    striding into my hole, always the same
    An ugly look of vile contempt
    A dangerous need to inflict pain

    Fixing the coward, eye to eye
    Straightening up, playing his game
    Crushing him, witherng him
    My eyes flash, my soul aflame

    Finally truth, revealed at last
    The coward can't hurt me anymore
    His spell broken, his power gone
    I am worth something, I matter, I'm important, Hell with this... I'm out the door.

    ...

    Take care of yourself. Don't let life get you down.