Ripping Poems - Poems about Ripping

I’ve realized, lately I don’t want to be seen, I live in the darkness Hide behind a screen. Whatever virus appeared Attached itself to my heart, It hasn’t left since And it’s ripping me apart. Because heaven descended And took them from me, Just as I thought I was finally free. Funeral after funeral They came and they went, Till all of me was shattered and battered and...

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The pages meet my fingertips again Tenderly guiding the ink, as if it were rotten bile Channelling all away To minimal change of my world The illusory script does not function To the disappointment of myself and the happiness of others And again to my bewilderment. The room spins even though. A dumb look washes over my face or it must have Reality pixelates...

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Ripping my sanity Here in the pit of a sanctified cavern Darkness invades every pore of my soul Grasping at walls made of stone, cut and jagged Tearing my flesh as my fingers inscroll Carving a poem of granite intentions Phrases of love fall as dust to the floor Evidence trailing in breaths hardly reasoned Nothing to rhyme as I...

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I rip and chew at my edges Trying to eradicate Placate Eleviate My pain The anxiety The part of me that threatens to freeze My mental disease The part I hope no one sees The inner demons I wish to appease The tattoos that your artistry Injected Under my skin With invisible ink Yet I feel it there with the words I think As I...

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Beneath the hum of porch light You caress my fragrant skin, While these eyes undress a gaze Deepening breaths to ignite. As we move like moistened curves, From a heated rendezvous I become a flamed woman… A rhythm of dusk immersed. And a thousand moths quiver Glowing on open window Of porch light’s swelling cave… Ripping my moth-flesh bare. Upon the grass, lips create One prayer wafting...

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You ripped me One word at a time Shredded my smile Pulled at my sensitivity I was never strong enough To pull back my paper heart You took the pieces of me Arranged them in your perfect order I prayed for the wind to come Hoping I would be carried away Flutter to a new more loving home Instead, I endured your paper cuts...

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Within A ripping Soul A feeling of loss in lore Amidst the web of the whirling wind On the eyes of the earth Amidst the whirling wave On the eyes of the seas A soul emerging to grab The edges of the complex world It is growing and living in To capture its entirety The more it attempts The more complex the word seems That the ripping...

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Let me pretend Let me close my eyes and remember that this is a dream One more lie to help mend a ripping seam Just one more moment I can forget how much my heart bleeds One more love that is less then what it seems Dear pain, the pain of dreaming, the pain of being My...

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Forever trapped, can't break free, I need out, let me be Drops of falling fear, bursting into puddles of courage Rivers run with oil, painting earth's mighty image The sun finally warming me with memories of old friends I'll follow them anywhere if my heart intends Rise above the clouds, chasing the not-so-silly dreams No way to tell real from fake,...

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Holier than thou, sacred as a cow anointed with margarine spread; a Sunday to rest, some socks and a vest and a penchant for laying in bed. Sicker than sick and thicker than thick, drugged with a heroin chic, bright light beams down through a crack in the crown, spearing a spoon-bending freak. Speak unto thee, the voice of a...

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