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Beaten Not Forgotten

For BATTER or worse!
 
Tired of facing this bat-less ball
My life tied up and beaten to a pole, 
like the color black, the pain is endlessly
Facing life with no possibility
Facing life's judgment
The envy of all matters
A slave to my grave, with no redemption
Gathering the lies and insults
More powerful than a whip on my back
A trap with no way to disown and burn the tree
Falling far from - turnover tracks
Forgetting who I am, 
feeling the flaws of my abnormality
Finding comfort in a noose
Suffocated by what seems to be dry air 
Tired of living a life under self-brutality
Dying slow, darkness down a new path
Now I see, there's no escape

The more I see, the more I feel 
Hell's got my  running plate
My Beautiful beat but never forgotten soul
That's how my story unfolds
 
~ S ~

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Stefan Cote

July 24, 2016 at 2:04 AM

Nicely done. I guess this is why you are the queen of poetrysoup! :P

Constance La France

August 6, 2015 at 7:57 AM

Skat, a deeply raw write, a feeling it 7 and thanks for visiting my sizzling poem

Richard Nnoli

July 9, 2014 at 10:15 AM

Hmmmmmm....., deep, touching, ability of control, is rare in today reality, Richard

Robert Lindley

May 5, 2014 at 10:44 PM

You may tire of reading this but that was wonderful . O' yes a wonderful read. Renews one's appreciation of others and their spirit!!

Ashley Scott

March 19, 2014 at 12:59 AM

What a poem! I enjoyed every line. I can relate.

Robin Davis

March 16, 2014 at 10:18 AM

SKAT Such a heart wrenching and sorrowful write. I could feel the pain of your soul oozing into every line. Thank you for the great comment on my What Am I poem. Hugs

Kelly Deschler

November 6, 2013 at 11:07 PM

I love this poem SKAT, it is deeply emotional and expressive. I know exactly how you felt when you were writing this one. Amazing work!...Thank you for the kind congrats on my poem. I appreciate it, my friend! Love always, Kelly :)

Dinda Minardi

June 18, 2011 at 8:29 AM

Wow... great poem you have here... touche!

Cory Long

May 26, 2011 at 4:34 PM

this is great nice job with it!! great to have you back :) cory

Lynette Chachere

December 20, 2010 at 5:24 PM

reality can be a b*tch. . but thats the reason why we block ourselves from most of it. forgetting who you are can hurt a lot. great write, Irma. hope all is well. & i wish you a merry christmas with everyone important to you. by the way, i still won't be on a lot, because im moving to some place where i wont be able to access internet.only at school i will be able to get to you,so until i get a lab top, my time is limited for now. take care. ~Always&Forever Lynette

Audrey Castaneda

December 2, 2010 at 11:28 AM

awesome' audree

Joe Maverick

November 28, 2010 at 3:50 PM

i think you can trancend any mindframe, or persona either imposed upon you or being subconciously explored by you, hope you keep positive Skat, Joe.

Nette Onclaud

November 28, 2010 at 9:33 AM

SOUP MAIL! :p

Nette Onclaud

November 28, 2010 at 1:39 AM

a contemporary beat that bristles with punchy lines evoking your " rebel" mood, SKAT... a maverick poet you are.. may i ask if i can do away with the 17 -syllable lines for your SNOW contest as what i did was a modern haiku??.. please clarify.. title is " colors of after dusk snow... thanks for your support!! hope to hear from you! ::) warmest, nette

Andrea Dietrich

November 26, 2010 at 8:02 PM

OH, Irma. I got confused and was thinking your contest was a different one. You are so right, I DID use limericks in your contest after all What a relief!!

Audrey Castaneda

November 26, 2010 at 6:39 PM

Sorry! If this is reality' Love Audree

Carrie Richards

November 26, 2010 at 6:11 PM

Wow, Skat, what a power-house poem of emotional pent up feelings....it makes me want to root for you loud enough for you to hear!! :)...............before I forget...many thanks for my placement in your Costume contest...I am honored!! :)

Skat A

November 26, 2010 at 6:02 PM

THANKS EVERYONE :-) so far, I should have entered this poem. As my worst poem ever. I posted this poem, only because I have nothing to share right now. Maybe tomorrow. Thanks for your concern June. yes it might be reality, the beaten part comes from myself. LOVE~ SKAT

Kabuteng P.Ink K.

November 26, 2010 at 4:57 PM

Wow! what a loaded write this is Skat! I really like how much strength you show in this write despite being "beaten"--I don't think you are-- hugs nikko :)

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

November 26, 2010 at 3:19 PM

Well this write is most fantastic Irma my BFF and sweet friend..so dear.. enjoy your awesome poetry and hope this is far from reality of your own life luv... amazing lines of expression quite impressive to all readers luv... appreciate my 6th place in your cool contest.. a joy to write for u my friend.. hope u had a wonderful Thanksgiving Day.. blessings to u luv.. your BFF...always...

Sylvia Coulstock

November 26, 2010 at 2:48 PM

Dear SKAT.Sometimes life's like hell on earth.It's full of challenges.But we do have a human endowment that we can use ,the will to live.I have used it and continue to use it,as so have others through time.And the will to live means that, to live, not just to exist.I'm in a vulnerable place myself right now.But I'm not alone. Other's are suffering too and inspire me with their courage not to be beaten.These are strong words,they cut to the heart and hurt for you and all in pain. Love June

Sheri Fresonke Harper

November 26, 2010 at 1:51 PM

Slave to my own grave, scary, beaten is a terrible place to be, appreciated it. PS. thanks for letting me know results were posted, I didn't even know where they were and spent quite some time searching :)