An Unsheathed Dagger

The tear cut across the page
It's cry pierced the silence
Then another
Bitterness in each hand, finger
Finally
Parts left of a veiled note, about me
contents opened for me, for me
Anger lacing the uneven edges

Betrayal had danced upon the lines
Taunting
Across the page, each line was a stab
Into my back

A cold-eyed girl with a blunt sword
Of hurtful words
and
A fair-skinned girl with a shining shield
That broke
Both stand by my side, but one drifts away
Wrote those nettles of words
Each momentarily paralyzed me
Tranquialized
Until the end

Undecisive
was I
Wether to scream in mocking anger
Or cry, betrayal
But realization surfaced
Cold eyes belong in dark depths
Away from the light, the innocent

Forgiveness was a smile of the past 
A sweet thing, it was
But time itself had been another chance
After the many millions

A sheen of frigid ice settled 
My heart
A silent flame burned away 
My tears
I could have shed
But by now I was someone else
Someone filled with hate,
Pride

The new sheet I pulled out
Was clean
And my stiff words of truth 
Spilled onto it's white innocence
and
Tainted it with darkness
Tainted it with poison
The poison of the words I held back
For decades
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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Agustin Avatar
May 15, 2024 at 6:32 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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February 12, 2016 at 9:33 PM
AWESOME FREE VERSE
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