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Isis
Member Ascendant

since 1999-09-06

Posts 6296
Sunny Queensland

0 posted 1999-12-05 03:11 AM

I am helpless to your insults,
Not immune to your venom,
Never dare I to hope for a different result,
Your laughter bitter like the juice of a lemon.

My self imposed fortress walls,
Are easily penetrated by you,
Can't block out the arrow's attack,
Each arrow strikes it mark and cuts me through.

I don't fight back, not any more,
I've learned it's useless to try,
But inside I scream in rage and grief,
Inside you can't hear my cries.

Enclosed in this sub-existance,
Even the air I breathe is putrid,
Longing for the summer storms,
To wash my heart and soul clean and new.

I am not a child yet you treat me as one,
With one foul swoop you belittle me,
One sentence deepens my despair,
Will my soul remember how it feels to be free?

Putrid, filthy stink,
Mind and words from the gutter,
Go back from whence you came,
Your voice , that of curdled butter.

Dominating, insubordinate fiend from hell,
Lucifer himself seems childish next to you,
Gnarled, twisted face of anger,
We shrink in terror because of you.

You're killing me slowly,
Enjoying my pain,
You bash me senseless yet again,
With your verbal abuse, all I feel is disdain...

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The more you praise and celebrate your life, the more there IS to celebrate.
~Isis~
(Daughter of Mystery)

[This message has been edited by Isis (edited 12-05-1999).]

JOY 14
Senior Member

since 1999-09-22

Posts 1419
Wisconsin USA

1 posted 1999-12-05 06:22 PM

Isis, wow. What a powerful poem. I was drawn in, recalling my own experience with put downs and verbal abuse.

JOY

Isis
Member Ascendant

since 1999-09-06

Posts 6296
Sunny Queensland

2 posted 1999-12-05 11:38 PM

Thanks Joy

The more you praise and celebrate your life, the more there IS to celebrate.
~Isis~
(Daughter of Mystery)

Jaguar
Member

since 1999-11-27

Posts 51
Quezon City, Philippines

3 posted 1999-12-06 06:03 AM

Dear Isis,

Incredibly powerful, magnificent poetry to an extent!.

..........

There is no more turning back this way
The path is overgrown and strewn with thorns
They've torn the lifeblooud from your naked eyes
Cast aside to be forlorn..

-Sarah McLachlan

Isis
Member Ascendant

since 1999-09-06

Posts 6296
Sunny Queensland

4 posted 1999-12-06 05:16 PM

Thanks Jaguar

The more you praise and celebrate your life, the more there IS to celebrate.
~Isis~
(Daughter of Mystery)

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