mymelancholysoul Posted March 25, 2005 Share Posted March 25, 2005 The air is tense tonight As we pretend the world is beautiful That the pain we share does not exist And even though you're yelling I still cannot hear the words As they tear into my flesh Like tiny razor blades. I take every harsh glare As if it were salt in an open wound Stinging and flinching but without Vocalizing the real pain that dwells inside Each cruel, tormenting phrase prickling Down my spine and ribs Like a swift punch or kick Because you don't have to be physical, mommy To hurt me in the ways that you do. I can feel the moonlight dancing over each Spindle of my red hair as it spirals down My vertebrae and protruding collar bone The arches of my feet tipping me back and forth In a rocking motion on the carpet of my bedroom floor As tears roll over pale cheeks and shimmer brightly On my crossed arms that sit atop scabbed knees. I lost another war tonight The one I fight every day of my life That I spend with you and sadly, myself The war against your hatred of my fair existence And the battle ground of my bathroom Who is the stronger force? You? The scale? The mirror? Certainly not me. Its been awhile and I know that was really horrible. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
From_Now_On Posted March 25, 2005 Share Posted March 25, 2005 i like it a lot...maybe cuz in some ways I could really relate, which makes the whole feeling of it kind of change a little. I'm guessing this is based on a real experience? Good work...take care, and, keep writing. It helps. -FNO Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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