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TasteOfOctober
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since 2003-06-24
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0 posted 2003-07-02 12:34 PM



Tribute to a past life/Safetypin scars

My brightest day and darkest hour have lived and died. I yearn inside to say that I survived. But come dawn i woke only to forge a new life, and even as you left, I left you behind. But before I died I grabbed a handful of safetypins and stitched my flesh together, because I knew you wouldn't remember, and though I had nothing left to give, one more sin that you'd never forgive, that by my own hand...I reached my own end in you...honor the scars. Tribute to a past life.

Safetypin scars
Kid yoru flesh was torn open, the will of yoru desire, twisted and broken, who said you could stand? Stitch your wounds shut, every last cut, feed the fire inside, you've got to kill before you can die.Before you go, look to the stars... safteypin stitches, leave safetypin scars.

Saftey pin stitches hold you together
Leaving safety pin scars
That you would remember.
Fate lost it's place,
The memory,
Your disgrace. Honor the memory, honor the scars.

Kid your heart was shred to pieces and yoru soul mercilessly slaughtered...who said you could love? She gave her wings that you would fly, but as you went to go, you died below, always below what true love might  love. You've still got to kill, stitch yoru heart together, the safetypin scars will remember you well.

Safety pin stitches hold you together, your last act as living, to finally be forgiven, you put the stitches in to fihgt, remember that, yoru stitches are soon to fade...honor the scars.

Kid its time you realized that eternity has died, its not yoru time to live. your killing is done if you are dead, but dead men don't die, that's what YOU said. They have all forgotten what you never will. But all can look to the sky on a cold clear dead night and see the sorrow in the stars. They can all look and see, yes even she, that yoru stitches are goen and have left safety pin scars. Honor the memory, honor the scars.

The only difference between the creative and the conformists is that the creative will not be conquered and the conformists already are.

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Kethry
Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-29
Posts 9082
Victoria Australia
1 posted 2003-07-02 01:12 AM


You have some interesting concepts here but the work could be improved if you check your spelling.

Cheers
Kethry

Here in the midst of my lonely abyss, a single joy I find...your presence in my mind.  Unknown



TasteOfOctober
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since 2003-06-24
Posts 94

2 posted 2003-07-02 01:15 AM


lol, thank you. I should do that much to improve my pieces...just too goddamn lazy. lol. (am i allowed to say that? goddamn, that is.?)

The only difference between the creative and the conformists is that the creative will not be conquered and the conformists already are.

BluesSerenade
Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549
By the Seaside
3 posted 2003-07-03 12:37 PM


I love how you worked the safety pin,
and held it together throughout.

Like a spell checker could have enhanced!

Enjoyed your sentiment, nevertheless~


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