The Poems I Never Wrote

I dare you to give up
can't you feel the air?
as I fly by your ego 
you ate my despair,
It's caught between your teeth
your skin laced in grief,
relatable suffering;
gripping your mindless thoughts
don't you remember peace? 
Forgetful sins;
committed with greed 
dressed up in satin sheets,
look at your ruby red cheeks; 
we could chase the seas
I count the days;
to remember the chaos,
the chaos;
you brought to me 
don't remove it now,
or you'll choke on the memories.
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Pigeon Tart Avatar
October 19, 2023 at 1:30 PM
Ooooh, I felt this one. Visceral write! xomo
Mac Donald Avatar
October 1, 2023 at 2:28 PM
A powerfully gripping piece, Candice! Love the image *As I fly by your ego you ate my despair it's caught between your teeth * amazing! Best wishes , Mikki
Ashley Avatar
September 21, 2023 at 5:55 PM
Dear Candice, the wonderful cadence of your verse belies the turmoil embedded in your gripping imagery. I especially enjoyed "your skin laced in grief" and "dressed up in satin sheets" and "we could chase the seas" - stunning.. and each a vivid springboard for expressing a snarl of emotion. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan
Agrawal Avatar
October 21, 2022 at 10:39 PM
outstanding. I think personally this poem needs more exposure. keep it up. You have a brilliant head over there. I love it
Yates Avatar
October 23, 2022 at 12:13 AM
Thank you so much.
Seeker Avatar
October 15, 2022 at 8:09 PM
Brilliant! So happy to have come across this write
Yates Avatar
October 23, 2022 at 12:13 AM
Thank you!
Agustin Avatar
October 6, 2022 at 1:03 AM
Thanks for sharing this... vividly expressed in your poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome 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.
Rodrigues Avatar
October 5, 2022 at 1:53 PM
I can feel the angst. The end seems to indicate that without the chaos, though your out of it, there would be no good memories at all.
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