when fingers twist
around my neck
hate becomes a living thing
borne of darkness in my heart
screaming shadows
tell me 'give up, give in
no more
it is easier to hate
then to love
there is no pain
in hate
no betrayal
no sadness
just blinding rage'
when words bleed
across the page
speaking black lies from a fool
hate whispers in my ear
'it is easier to destroy
then create'
and stabbing epithets
cross my desert tongue
spit like abhoring sigels
striking ignorant ground
and my weak heart
straining
under this weight
when fingers claw
at my face
trying to drag the tears away
from icy
pallid cheeks
they travel down
dripping from my chin
into the emptiness
lack of love
creates
a void within,
you are there
to save me sweetly
to fill me up,
like too much wine
giddy with the thoughts
of you in my arms













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Wow!! This is some of the best writing I have read on DA for a while. The flow is incredible, the message is powerful, and the imagery is awesome. I'm off to check out your work. :favs:
I hope things get better.
I love your work.......I'm just going to have to
Thanks for sharing.
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mari
A man's home is his castle.....let him clean it........anon
but the last few lines completely change the tone of the previous ones...they almost seem to imply salvation
a consciousness on my shoulder
a word on my tongue
a grazed look in my eye
all but evil has won
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"I think the world will end in black-and-white, like an old movie. Maybe as long as we have colors we can keep on going."
no no no no no.
"to fill me up,
like too much wine
giddy with the thoughts
of you in my arms"
That's nice, and that's really how it feels when you're in love, but soon after that comes the anguish again.
Petyonuggets.
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You blow my mind like a colt 45 every time.
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