Your words today
meant so little to you
as you spoke them angrily.
To me however,
each syllable of each word hurt.
The words were like physical blows
to me.
I ached each time you opened your mouth
to spill out more of your garbage.
I have had enough!
That rich cinnamon coloring
that draws me to you
cannot hide your true
self from me any more.
You are hatred incarnate.
You are evil I say
because you took my love
and mashed it to a billion pieces.
You took all the joy from me
and replaced it with only
pain and sorrow.
You only wanted to give me pain and sufferring
while I...
all I ever wanted to give you
was love.
In a list
A contest entry
- 5 Prompts Per Poet :] *Challenge* by innocence jaded.xx.
1050 points, ended October 27, 2008, 17 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Song: The Kill by 30 Seconds To Mars.
Picture: on deviantart.com, look up "kiss", & pick a picture within the first two pages
Title: Kindly Unspoken.
Color: Cinnamon.
Quote: I just keep telling myself that there will be
a significant moment when I finally know what to do.
Good luck
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