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Harvester of Sorrow

The beast of you haunts me in illusions,
torn in silence, to fall victim of your true colors.

You've suffocated me in hungry eyes,
stricken in fear of the gift you beared.

Our truth was nothing more than sacred lies;
but oh how you thought you were invincible.

The nameless voices taunt and tease,
to crush tender soul.

As sun fades, a bad day gone worse,
reliving pains and sorrows harvested in your delirium.

Forever jaded, the memories,
fully alive in my mind,
remain restless.

Swamped in your misery, left broken and tattered,
as you mercilessly dig your talons into forbidden dreams.

You've amazed me with your duality,
a Dr Jekyl and Mr Hyde  of your subconscious.
Ask yourself, Am I evil?

The pain never completely fades.
But, with devotion, I will go on!

One thing, I swear, as long as I shall ever live,
in my heart, you will always remain unforgiven.

Perhaps, one day, when the heavens shine down
upon your wretched existence,
will you truly awaken, and be liberated for your evil-doings.
For it is my will, that never will you hurt another
the way you have hurt me.

Your faint excuse for living will falter.
I am not falling victim to your lies any longer.
And perhaps, only when you pass the gates of hell,
will I tenderly lay a rose upon your grave,
for the harvester of sorrows, can harvest no more!

Author notes

"Cadaver Cafe: That's Some Fine Dining"



This is based on an experience of personal account.
Tomorrow marks a 16 year anniversary of a date rape I was victim to.

H,B

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  • FakingItForReal
    July 27, 2008

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    I loved this! I honestly have no critique, there's nothing wrong with it.
    I think it's one of the most emotion-filled poems I've read. Sorry, that the comment lacked luster, but I don;t really know what else to say.


    • StormGoddess Greeters member
      July 27, 2008
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      Thank you, I appreciate the comemnts, and the opportunity to bring it into the contest.

      Storm

  • Trackrules
    July 29, 2007
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    very good write baby! I'm here for you if you need me baby.

  • Slashes of Color
    July 29, 2007

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    Very dark and sad. It has a pain in it the sears you as you read it. A harsh flow that really is very impressive. I love the emotion in this!!!!! Good luck........


  • Ktulu Blackwolfe silver member
    July 29, 2007
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    This is not only dark, but very painful. As I read this I felt like I was on a rollercoaster ride of emotion. The darkness prevailed throughout, at times there was anger then pain and then strength....VERY well done with this.Thank you for the entry and best of luck to you.

    **Ktulu Blackwolfe**


  • Hetha gold member
    July 29, 2007

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    Wow, Storm! That was truly deep and profound. Very dark!
    I felt your pain and abuse here, as having been a fellow survivor. I might enter the contest too, but like you, I would have to dig deep into my past and remember the feelings I had at the time. I might do it, just to get it out. This is a tough thing to do, and I totally dig and applaud your effort to do just that. I especially liked your last stanza:
    "Your faint excuse for living will falter.
    I am not falling victim to your lies any longer.
    And perhaps, only when you pass the gates of hell,
    will I tenderly lay a rose upon your grave,
    for the harvester of sorrows, can harvest no more!"

    To me, that seems more about continuance and carrying on with your life. I am always for that! Good luck in the contest!

    • StormGoddess Greeters member
      July 29, 2007
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      It's been hard. But considering it's less than 12 hours that will literally start the torment and nightmares (as it does every year) I felt it good to get out once again. I know in my mind, they are just that now, nightmares. But without fail, they hit me every year. Maybe one day I will be able to move on better than I already have and not have the yearly ordeals. But again, I know the memories never completely subside.

      Thanks for the comments hun
      Storm

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