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You Hurt Me

You hurt me I wish I could hurt you back I really wish I could With all my heart and soul I wish I could inflict pain Searing....scathing...ascorbic pain I wish I could force you to taste The salt of the tears Not a lick Gulp them down So many.... Drink down the tears I cry in my pillow I wish you could feel The wracking of my sobs I wish you could travel Down the corridors Of my tortured mind I wish you could feel the slow Suffocation of a soul Desolate and alone You hurt me I wish I could hurt you Make you feel What nonentity feels like Transparency A voice screaming yet unheard Above inner demon voices Which screech and laugh YOU'RE NOT LOVED You gave your all YOUR ALL You have nothing left to give and it wasn't enough You are NOTHING NOTHING AT ALL You hurt me I wish I could hurt you I wish it would be ok To hunt you down To slap you around To make you feel PAIN To drive YOU insane To take back what I gave To forget your name Ahhhhh....your name It used to make me tingle Now it brings me shame You hurt me I wish I could hurt you I wish I wish I wish I could make you pay For taking away The best part of me My sense of beauty You hurt me Damn you Damn you to hell For I know I have no power To ever hurt you For only love Can bring pain You hurt me I hope she hurts you too! Eileen Manassian Ghali

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Paul Callus

Date: 7/20/2014 6:20:00 AM

Beauty possesses many phases and faces; we have to adapt to each and every one of them. It is safer to concentrate on the present and make the most of it. // paul

Justin Bordner

Date: 7/19/2014 6:42:00 PM

Intense...real...powerful...nothing can remove your beauty Eileen...J.A.B.

Eileen Manassian
Date: 7/19/2014 11:05:00 PM

Oh....if what you write were only true, my dear. Beauty is very precious to me..and though I still am told I'm beautiful...I'm not who I used to be. I miss that woman. Thanks for the visit.

Tim Smith

Date: 7/19/2014 9:13:00 AM

Let it out....let it all out....It will help....brighter days will come for us all.....hugs Tim

Eileen Manassian
Date: 7/19/2014 9:22:00 AM

Thanks, Tim...I needed that.

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 7/19/2014 9:08:00 AM

Sensitive, caring, loving, these are qualities all should aspire too and you have been gifted with all of them.

Eileen Manassian
Date: 7/19/2014 9:12:00 AM

Don't worry...it will pass. Thanks for taking the time to write and encourage. I'm sure there are others you need to visit. This too shall pass...I might wake up and delete this poem...I just need to be heard.

Eileen Manassian
Date: 7/19/2014 9:10:00 AM

I'm tired of being me, Richard.

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 7/19/2014 8:56:00 AM

No, you haven't scared me. This is a good outlet and I have no doubt that there is plenty of beauty within you to be expressed. What has brought on this darker expression???

Eileen Manassian
Date: 7/19/2014 9:01:00 AM

It's been there brewing...I cried while typing this. I'm tired of being a sensitive soul. I'm tired of caring. I'm tired of loving...and at times...I'm tired of living. You asked...

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 7/19/2014 8:33:00 AM

Hi Eileen, my comment for this one is posted on your "You Said" poem

Eileen Manassian
Date: 7/19/2014 8:35:00 AM

Hi...I read it. Hope I haven't scared you with this, Richard. I bet you didn't think I had it in me to write something like this? I'm on a bit of a rampage...nothing in me left for sonnets and beauty. I'm a little fed up with life...It's ok...It will pass...Perhaps before I die!