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You Perpetrate The Crime.

The tea kettle fumed with an intensity
as my love was put on the back burner
stamped with ink thick as blood,
"betrayal"
in which you stepped upon
on the tiles of the kitchen floor
until it got in the way of your commissions
to make my life a living hell
only so you could paint a smile
to disguise your apparent shame

but the muscles in my knees
are failing miserably
to support the weight of your conscience
that was nailed into my skull
with your hammer of insecurities
to cramp my hopes into a forbidden corner
so I'd be daydreaming
of an indifferent reality
that was miles away
from true love
& fairytale endings

If I could claim certainty
[trust]
upon your bitter heart
& let the wind reveal my secrets
as it blew away the leaves
& released the pent up hurricanes
swirling around inside my stomach;

would it mean anything

or if I bowed down
and confided in your righteous self-pity
where the flowers crumbled
& the pedals wilted to colors of black and white
every time I walked by
your garden of desires
because I was led to believe
that you'd hold my hand
when I needed you most;

would it mean anything

maybe I've completely given up
because you swallow guilt
like I swallow pills

& I can't live
chewing on glass
& analyzing the words
that I know you never meant.



Author notes

“If I could trust you, I would be sitting here, on the edge of my bed, wondering why. If we were meant to be, do you really think I would be guessing if what would had meant anything? No, I would be certain that it was genuine and what we had is for a lifetime. But like the piece of crap you are, you walk around with your tail between your legs, and I am left here all alone, wondering “What the hell happened?”

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  • offlimits
    October 15, 2008

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    this is deep i really enjoyed reading it well done on a good write
    good luck in the contest


  • etoile
    October 8, 2008

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    but the muscles in my knees
    are failing miserably
    to support the weight of your conscience
    that was nailed into my skull
    with your hammer of insecurities
    ---
    wow that part is amazing. your imagery is fantastic (as usual)

    maybe I've completely given up
    because you swallow guilt
    like I swallow pills
    ---
    woaaaah. thats brilliant!!!!
    i love it.

    best of luck in the contest hunn<3


  • Nienna Calmcacil
    October 7, 2008

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    Oooo I can relate to this so well...

    It's so beautiful yet sorrowful and angry..

    I liked the pic, too ^_^ (where do you get them!?)

    Great job...


  • lowercase prelude gold member
    October 7, 2008

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    wow
    this is amazing mandy
    seriously

    your emotions are very strong, honest, and raw
    they bring your poem alive and make it real to the reader and make it something that the reader has no choice but to feel

    excellent


  • catalyst.
    October 7, 2008

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    This is beautiful so much emotion transformed into imagery and just pure beauty. I envy your ability to create such irony and your ability to think outside the box and create such unique metaphors. I love the way your mind works.


  • SoldiersRain
    October 7, 2008

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    I'm crying...I think that is probably a result of depressing music, depressing conversation and then this beautifully crafted, sad, sad poem. This was truly great. Harsh. Very harsh. But truthful. You know what your situation is and it's only fair you make judgment and no one else. Great write.

    Tal.


  • she still smiles x gold member
    October 7, 2008

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    ahhhhh

    Uhm, hoebuns, this poem be ahhhmazing yo! Every word just poured out of this piece so eloquently && gahh, it was so beautiful and deep:) I am assuming this was written for a particular promt, and I must say you extracted the meaning of the quote superbly! Yay, I like that word:P Haha ANYWAYS. Awesome imagery and metaphors, as always. That's what poetry is all about -- painting a picture of emotion in someone else's mind. Well, for me anyway, lol.

     

    ~The tea kettle fumed with an intensity
    as my love was put on the back burner
    stamped with ink thick as blood,
    "betrayal"
    in which you stepped upon
    on the tiles of the kitchen floor
    until it got in the way of your commissions~

    So I tried to narrow down which lines I liked better in that first stanza, and simply couldn't, haha. Fo realz! I love the idea of putting "love on a backburner" and "betrayal being in the way of someone's commissions". 

    THIS IS GOOD WRITING. =](Well, of course it's A LOT MORE THAN GOOD, but quite frankly, I'm running out of new adjectives to describe your poetry:D)

     

    ~where the flowers crumbled
    & the pedals wilted to colors of black and white
    every time I walked by
    your garden of desires~

    Holyyycow! Definitely my FAVORITE lines of the whole poem. Gee, hoe, how do you write so incredibly ?! :] Ilovethis. And you. lotslotslots<333333

     

     

  • karmacae
    October 7, 2008

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    So heart breaking dear...You should try and stay away from the negatives, it will help you move on..

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