Sometimes you realise
you've been here before.
It's moments when I strike
with my abysmal aim.
And you're hit.
You fall for a moment,
only to look up and realise
that I'm the one bleeding -
and the razors from my mouth
are there on loan, and in truth,
are yours.
The truth was never your sunlight,
so I'll whisper it while you sleep instead;
"Maybe this is what they meant when they said
'the apple never falls far from the tree'."
you've been here before.
It's moments when I strike
with my abysmal aim.
And you're hit.
You fall for a moment,
only to look up and realise
that I'm the one bleeding -
and the razors from my mouth
are there on loan, and in truth,
are yours.
The truth was never your sunlight,
so I'll whisper it while you sleep instead;
"Maybe this is what they meant when they said
'the apple never falls far from the tree'."
Author notes
Meh, I dunno. Too tired to be able to know if it's any good or not
Comments
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Well, I'm wide awake and this is great.
the last stanza is the best-
it makes the whole poem.
loves!

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I agree with that person. Gripping write. Painful.


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This is a fantastic poem! You captured the emotion and the sensation of this perfectly. Arguing with a parent. Love it!


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The idea behind this is: Maybe I say hateful things because you put the words in my mouth (by word or deed, you have damaged me.) That fruit... is it of the loins by any chance? The tree is a parent? A very thought provoking poem that I like very much. ~ Joyce
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Exactly! Thank you very much for your comment on this once again
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Words can be powerful weapons! They can hurt and do more damage than physical wounds. Especially when they are from or aimed at the ones we love and who supposedly love us. Deep and full of emotion!


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a deep and painful perspective, when we feel trapped in a loop of someone else's weakness but the time comes when we are free to make choices, that road leads to freedom.
'and the razors from my mouth
are there on loan, and in truth,
are yours.'


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You write with such an intensity in every single one of your poems, it's amazing.
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Oh boy, someone really was nasty to you. I LOVE the last stanza. It is a zinger that appears deserved. Nice, sincere poem. ~ Joyce


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Thanks -
the beginning part about the aim is about objects were once flung at me, and now (matephorically) my thoughts (and very rarely words) do the same, hence the thing about saying it while they sleep. I was quite proud of this when I wrote it, now it seems a bit vindictive though... thank you for bringing my attention to it once again!
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"The truth was never your sunlight"
Officially my new favorite phrase in the whole entire word. ♥ -
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Thanks
Now you've made me feel all special
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You should, because you are.♥
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Chelli,
Where do you get these thoughts? I want to know, I want some of that
I really like this one.. Great job!!
Ek is lief vir jou altyd
Mom


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