His hand over her mouth,
the circus of pain,
as he penetrates
like a knife.
"Say you don't want it"
he screams--
her tears,
and her silence.
She is afraid of
the power of words,
of the power of sacrifice.
"Say you Don't want it"
he screams.
Gun to her head,
shaking hands of hesitations.
Nothing is the same,
not from the first time.
"say you don't want it"
She can' bear the anxiety,
nor the pain,
she grabs the gun,
hold it to her head.
"I don't want it"
and she pulls the trigger.
Author notes
"Gotta Catch Them All"
*walls-within*
Okay. well I thought this was sad too. Also not certain if that is what i achieved.
A contest entry
- Black Eyed by peregrin.
700 points, ended February 2, 2009, 20 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What do you think? Anything I can work on?
Comments
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Wow! Very intense. Your words, they make me feel like I am there. Such pain and torment.
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thanks donna.
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Wow... This is powerful. The pain radiates from this piece with such intensity. Amazing write. But sorry for the pain...
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ah. thank you for your kind words. it means alot
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