Open Poetry #22 |
Accents of Shame |
anya Member
since 2002-07-27
Posts 393London, UK |
Accents of shame, surround me when you look in my direction, and the stare from your disapproving eyes, burns and blisers my skin, your whispers chase me, they never tire till they bring me down, and you won't stop, till my privacy is peeled away, the layers of my life are stripped, and I'm scrubbed down till my supposed sins are gone, the silence in this house screams to me, a tide of anger washes over me, cause I shattered your ideas of me, and they can't be fixed, so now everytime you say you love me, you want my eyes to fill with gratitude, but I can't, I won't, I'm not sorry anymore, just sad you can't see, the world keeps turning, time keeps moving, everything changes even me, and however much you would like to protect me from the lows of this life, all you are doing is stopping me getting to my highs [This message has been edited by anya (09-05-2002 02:48 PM).] |
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Interloper
since 2000-11-06
Posts 8369Deep in the heart |
A raw piece. Nerve endings open to pain. I hope all gets better for you both Fool, said my Muse to me, look in thy heart and write. |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
Hope everything gets better Cold hands means a warm heart |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Put to pen the honesty of injury...an excellent and open emotion...All best wishes. ThisDiamond |
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WhiteRose Member Elite
since 2002-07-23
Posts 3208somebody's dungeon |
and I'm scrubbed down till my supposed sins are gone, "Supposed" being the operative word. Been there, been there, man have I been there. Great emotional write. "I can't stay on your life support, there's a shortage in the switch"~~Pink |
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