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Only Words Will Remain

8/19/12 Falling in a shrine of words My mind is blackened in the void My appetite is curbed By the ripping of flesh and blood Why do I want to die? I wish I can climb out of this rut of destruction Out of this cage of singing doubt What has happened to the simple? Why is there no bottom to this fall? There is no way you can catch me and survive He wanted me alive To feel the claws up inside Blood gushing All I wanted was to hide But there was nowhere to go But down Nothing to be lifted but a frown Take me instead Don’t make me watch They’ve done nothing wrong Let them go I want to die Is that why you insist on keeping me alive? In that case I must beg you to spare my life Cutting into me with a knife You want to see my insides turn You want to see my glistening eyes As they burn You want me to smell the scent forever But I won’t. . . Only words will remain Me? NEVER

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Date: 9/11/2012 1:52:00 AM
Whoa! ...(pause)...Laura? You've just made me do a doube-take. (And it's morning! Too early for indepth analysis!) Oh well...a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do. I love the poem - the theme of sef-sacrifice and death have been brought out profoundly. Very nice! PS., Why 'dark poet'?(indulge my curiosity).
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Date: 8/21/2012 4:09:00 PM
This is awesome, off the hook amazing.
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Date: 8/21/2012 6:27:00 AM
Laura--you have been very kind in your comments. So...you know you are a dark-side poet! The contact you have with the dark side gives much understanding to what happens in this world--doesn't it? I find I can understand why people do some pretty awful things, and I see you do as well. That is a huge strength, but it is tough to handle. I am beaming sunshine at you right now!!! (one of those lights). Anyhow--since only the words remain, I know YOU can handle it. You are so passionate!
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