Saturday, 8 October 2011

Soul Crushed

Like a wave of stinging bees

a vast maw spews forth

its delivery of denigration,

staccato sticks and stones

hurled with venomous vigor

in machine gun frenzy

the leaden poison bullets

hitting the heart hard

jerking the soul strings

wearing thin with insult,

acidity dripping and dissolving

corroding their committment

polarisation pulsing into view

building walls ever higher

cemented by hatred

surely it is not meant?

where is the committment,

the shining example?

replaced by petty point-scoring

and manifestations malignant

boiling in intensity fermented

showering ears with barbed comment

eyes roll and look for deliverance

ever stalled like praise

a poised viper waiting

to spring with pent-up

bitterness an addicition always

everyone else wrong, always

an excuse for adrenaline fix

of abuse, a tirade of blame

heaped like so much shit

on their shoulders, broadened

by years of this manic seque

the mind of a seeming madman

being called forthly all too often

channelling its primal negativity

pounding, pounding, demanding

submission the only solution

that is unless you leave

I am glad I am leaving

1 comment:

amanda said...

Such a powerfully raw poem. I'm so sorry you have the feelings that push these words through your pen.It's a tragically beautiful poem simply because you are willing to share, somewhere there's someone reading those words and they are a safe embrace, they know now they are not alone. Thank you for sharing!


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