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Sharp Words

Those words that cut so deep, Flayed my skin left me bare, Still echo round when I sleep Even though you not there I keep bleeding I keep weeping I'm wounded to deep to care These scars I am keeping To remind me you not there Changed forever by the terrible poison, That I took from this laceration, Settled in my bones in my reason, Beyond redemtion and renovation Fallen beyond my hurts and injury My anger rules my heart It rages eternal, permanetly free Love no longer a part A black and broken thing i've become Free falling away from light Forgetting the heart love came from In the dark out of sight Resigned as I am to my dark fate I curl up and around my agony lie Lay quietly down I start to wait For the cowl and sythe to let me die But my dark friend finds me not No matter how long i wait upon the floor I must find him before i rot Even if i journey ever more Fairwells are made to those that care Careful to hide my last destination Few will note that i'm not there So i set off without a reservation I travel now to meet my friend With cowl of night and boney stare I'll welcome his embrace come the end But i'm glad i will know no one there I hope to see such pastures green Sunsets red and seas so blue All the sites the can be seen Do all the things i can do For before this trip i can complete Before i reach my family home I will find the friend that i seek I will fade away all alone.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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Date: 9/4/2008 6:59:00 PM
Hi Anthony I know that you put your heart and soul into this piece. Words can really hurt deeply and can cut to the bone. Well thought out. It is full of insight into the emotions of human beings. The love then the hate. Keep writing Anthony!
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Date: 9/4/2008 6:29:00 PM
I felt the first half of your poem and then i kind of lost you towards the end. reminded me of a shorter poem i had written....words can cut us to the bone...they are powerful and can be deadly ........ but we must learn to move on not allow the word we hear to capture us and make us prisoners to them.....great thoughts thanks for sharing. Diana jackson
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