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You Hurt Me

My memory's my enemy
When thoughts of you pervade,
Recalling blissful times
When we laughed and played.
My mind's now full of poison
By the hurt that you created,
Disturbing all my belief's,
Reflections are serrated.
Why did you do this to me?
What motivated you?
Your words will hurt forever,
My heart's been cut in two.

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Darren White

April 22, 2017 at 2:45 AM

I have read all the comments below, and I cannot add to it. So I will just give you a (((hug)))

Elizabeth Kinch

April 22, 2017 at 8:36 AM

Hug accepted, thank you.

Carl Fraser

April 21, 2017 at 6:11 PM

Keep your chin up Elizabeth, there is a time of bliss set aside for you and the smile will never fade. Blessings Carl

Elizabeth Kinch

April 22, 2017 at 2:34 AM

What a beautiful comment Carl, thank you.

White Wolf

April 19, 2017 at 2:39 AM

A very heartfelt write, Elizabeth! I do hope you find someone with only love in their heart!

Elizabeth Kinch

April 19, 2017 at 3:48 AM

I have so many people who love me just one person that keeps hurting. Thank you for your comment.

Aiyah Torres

April 18, 2017 at 1:58 PM

We were all hurt...but we can stand and move away from all those pains.. very emotive write, Elizabeth! Thanks for sharing :-)

Elizabeth Kinch

April 18, 2017 at 2:12 PM

Thank you Aiyah for visiting and commenting. Sometimes it is hard to move away from those you love, even though they hurt you.

Maria Williams

April 18, 2017 at 7:13 AM

Yes memory is a B....h sometimes, invading thoughts and so spoiling a mood. A powerful write dear Elizabeth. a 7++

Elizabeth Kinch

April 18, 2017 at 7:28 AM

Unkind, hurtful words are so difficult to forget I find. Thank you and for the high score.

Doug Vinson

April 17, 2017 at 4:49 PM

Cheers, Elizabeth, well done. I disagree with you and Chris, here, though - I've really not been through it, that "one person" has not happened to me yet. Not that I'm immune - it could certainly happen; my wife could do it, for example. Yet while I understand, I really can't relate to that massive 'hurt' from another; nobody's really ever done that to me - I've done it all. Everything seriously bad - I've done it to myself.

Elizabeth Kinch

April 18, 2017 at 2:55 AM

When you were doing the seriously bad stuff to yourself then Doug you were probably also hurting others.... hope you are through all of that now.

Chris Green

April 17, 2017 at 1:54 PM

I believe this is something we have all been through, maybe more than once, but either way we do get past them but when those memories come back again, they sure can ruin the day. Nicely expressed Elizabeth.

Elizabeth Kinch

April 17, 2017 at 2:05 PM

Someone has the ability to keep hurting me, most of the time I'm fine but every now and then those memories surface.

Anne-Marie Coreggia

April 17, 2017 at 8:54 AM

I like the short but powerful impact this poem has on the reader, and I agree, memories can be our own worse enemy, and prevent us from healing:) Amitiés

Elizabeth Kinch

April 17, 2017 at 9:49 AM

Thank you for visiting and commenting on my poem Anne-Marie.