Because I loved you, a spark, formed from the gleam in your eyes, lit a wildfire in this heart of mine.
Many beautiful hues brought beauty with the flame, blinding me to the insidious fact, you were only playing a fucking game!
As embers began to heat I gave you my body because I honestly thought you were making sweet love to me.
Blazing out of control, the fire began to leave its' hurt, blistering my weary soul as bruises from fists left pain as their final goal.
In tumultuos rage, with enough oxygen to feed upon, boundaries were jumped with each deceitful lie, leaving me amongst the ashes to tremble and cry.
Slowly, the fire's truth allowed devastation's face to show, bringing with it sorrow, fear, confusion and more.
Ashes, ground into bleeding pores, remained, even after rains attempted to wash them away.
Bent amidst the terror stricken mess, I realize, I may not be dead, BUT, am I truly blessed?
Others have peered into this broken heart, only to see the ruins from you tearing it apart.
They may long to rebuild the kingdom I once held inside, yet, caution in my wounded, still eyes, causes them to bow their heads in defeat.
Turning silently, without even a shrug they walk, painfully, forever from the one who was once known as I.
Many beautiful hues brought beauty with the flame, blinding me to the insidious fact, you were only playing a fucking game!
As embers began to heat I gave you my body because I honestly thought you were making sweet love to me.
Blazing out of control, the fire began to leave its' hurt, blistering my weary soul as bruises from fists left pain as their final goal.
In tumultuos rage, with enough oxygen to feed upon, boundaries were jumped with each deceitful lie, leaving me amongst the ashes to tremble and cry.
Slowly, the fire's truth allowed devastation's face to show, bringing with it sorrow, fear, confusion and more.
Ashes, ground into bleeding pores, remained, even after rains attempted to wash them away.
Bent amidst the terror stricken mess, I realize, I may not be dead, BUT, am I truly blessed?
Others have peered into this broken heart, only to see the ruins from you tearing it apart.
They may long to rebuild the kingdom I once held inside, yet, caution in my wounded, still eyes, causes them to bow their heads in defeat.
Turning silently, without even a shrug they walk, painfully, forever from the one who was once known as I.
Author notes
i know that there is really no rhyme or rhythm to this write. i thought of a phrase at midnight, got up out of bed and this is what came to exist on paper.
thank you for reading and commenting on my work.
A contest entry
- give me your pain. by aanika.
525 points, ended July 2, 2008, 13 entries
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Comments
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Your pain as a result from being subjected to all those lies and abuse, shouts from every line. Time is a slow healer, I know that from experience, and I for one want to try and hug better all people who have been through such things. Thank you for sharing such deep hurts.


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i actually like it

however, i would prefer you edit it a little bit so that the rhythm is better.
the emotion behind this is evident and although it didn't strike many chords, it definitely hit something in me.
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My heart becomes so heavy
Oh this is truly asad write of a memory so devestating to the body and the soul within . I can honestly say I would be so enraged I wouldnt have been able to control myself . You are safe now and away from this violence . To keep it running through your mind is not good honey to find the girl within you must leave it behind and never go back . I know with verbal abuse what it does and it takes the spirite from a woman . But its not lost forever remember that
build yourself back up and know what you have been told by him is not true for you know this you werent like this before the abuse. Step out of the shell he forced you in and live

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Wow! This write is woven with heartbreak and pain. Don't ever allow someone else to define who you are though. There is hope and healing, and you will find yourself again. You are still there, just very wounded. You don't want to shut the door to your heart and risk missing a true and honest person who loves you for you. This is a great write that expresses emotions well. I just thought I'd let you know that there are a couple of spelling errors. Just typos I'm sure. In the 5th line I believe you wanted deceitful. In the 6th line devastation's has a j in it. I hope you are not offended. I always appreciate when someone points out a typo I have missed. We all do it.
Blessings, Patty







