Spoken Word. Lie. Fool.
Same excuses. Same Shit.
Searing your lips.
Burning my ears.
Spouting like the guttural.
Uttering. Muttering.
Black Poison. Arsenic.
Those lies. Those Lies.
Shut up that heart.
It’s a prison. The switch.
The torture chamber.
Burn within. A jolt.
Blue, fire. Violet, scorn.
Purple, hate. Scorching red.
Crimson, Maddening.
The flash of electricity.
Coursing through, my memory.
Every moment. Blinding flashes.
They come. They hammer.
Storm, batter, the walls.
The defenses. Tearing at them.
Till raw gashes of wounded heart
Pour. Tears of Saharan sun.
Scalding my skin. Lava.
And inside. A Little voice. Trapped.
Screaming. Screaming. Silent.
A contest entry
- Emo's endless tears by xXtired-of-cryingXx.
400 points, ended November 30, 2008, 20 entries
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good
Ok, overall a good idea and quite an enjoyable poem to read. Its quite defening, and I think the title suits this down to the ground.
The stories great here, someone trying to breakdown your barriers, and defenses that you have got up.
I especially like the following fourth stanza, instead of putting feelings you have put colours, this give the whole piece a new dimention.
Enjoyable!
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