Small words that cut so deep
Ominous the sound,
Inside an audible snap
Why did I not sound the knell then?
Optimism never does pay in full
Kind breath absent,
Raised the sword arm
To sever the ties
And it fell limply at my side
A wound so deep how it did pour
And I with no will to stop its flow,
Cannot meet my own eyes
Cloak the mirrors in black satin
Just keep wafting by
Fingers at my wrist
Never a day will come
Where I am absent the wish
My pride had been strong enough
To put myself first
Never have I been that girl
So high the price I pay,
So low on my knees
Head pressed to the floor,
This piece inside crying -
Lower I can go
Shove my head through the floor
There is not a place for me above
Near as I can tell
The message sent loud and clear –
We do not want you here
© Christina Nabity
Written August 6, 2012
May contain MATURE content. Reader Discretion Advised.
Usually write free verse poems, usually tapping into the horror madness & grief areas. What can I say - I haz pain and poetry is very healthy outlet for it.
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