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into the night

izzy66

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south coast new england
glass splintered
night shattered
blurry awareness
someone breathing
but
it's not me.
smell of acrid sweat
but
it's not me.
eyes opened wide
scream on the rise
huge hands
upon
my face
"why now,
why please,
why motherfucker,
why me?"

fabric shredding
hands
all over me
"no, not now
no, this can
not be."
and the words roll
violence
hatred
all over me
as
the blood flows
from my mouth
as
the blood flows
from my nose,
flows
all over me.
pain replaces
everything
blood flying
words of hate
words of violence
he spit at me
pain pleases him
blood brings
wide grins
i left the room
my body stayed
behind...
violence rolled
all over me.

he found a bright
sliver of glass
said it was
a gift,
a gift for me.
he bent down
and
cut my wrists,
cut me free.
"a gift for you
a gift from me
i've watched
long nights
of your misery
and now,
now you can be
free."
he cut deep, deeper
no pain left
inside of me.
"this is my gift
the gift you craved
a gift from me,
a gift so you can
finally
be free."
words rolled
blood flowed
could i really
be free?
so far away,
slipping
into the night
so far away from
me...



-august 9th, 2006
-3:20 a.m.
-from a deep sleep
 
this is a wonderful piece... it's dark.but yes you can be free,, its all in the mind you see. your writing is very direct and i like how you dated it etc. keep it up.. writing is like a muscle..if you apply your ideas, it grows stroggner. if you dont it it isnecomes weaker.youre a good person and it's so real...so, don't let anyone tell you different. ok? keep the faith...however i hope i inspired you somehow working on in this post and it sure did me. and i wish for you to use my provided insight as much as possible.

- Reed (aka Shakes or manic panic -- - lol, thanks for the favor..love peace hair grease harmony and happiness...LOL
 
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i really loved this. sometimes the want for release whether violently or not from our pain or our history can be perfect fodder for the written word and you have captured this completely. Thanks for posting i cant wait to read your next post
 
thanks very much to all of you who commented. writing can be so frustrating but there's no way I could stop. I have to write; it's as important and necessary as breathing to me.
but I never know if what I scribble is any good so your comments mean a lot to me and, yes m_p, comments, good or bad, inspire me to write more and hopefully better.
I appreciate the encouragement so much y'all :)
-izzy
 
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