bent and broken
my face the token
of your socialite policy
fears and flames awoken
by the silent shaming
of ears pricked up
hairs peeled back
when I make a statement
misinterpret a joke
the costume falls flat
and now I’m forced to reconcile
into the life and love I never had
it was plain to see
but it took them to crucify my heart
betrayed by a suicidal mind
to see the reality
I had ignored for so much time
they don’t care for me
they’re not the friends for me
don’t understand me
can’t reprimand me
because I do the same thing
everyday
because I don’t care about a thing
everyday
while you sit around waiting for me to change
oh hey
I’m insane
the arrogance I shine
tans you like an ultraviolet ray
I don’t think about what I say
because I really was born this way
I take no for an answer
because I’ll say yes to myself
I dish it because I can take it
look at the hand the devil’s dealt
feel the welts
no, they’re on the inside
feel the shockwaves
they flow every time
you start speaking
I start leaking
every ounce of content
until I’m bursting with anger
and all darkness
ceases with one final dagger
to the soul
now silent again
Talented expression…
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Intense poem, Devereaux. So full of emotion and passion that you capture beautifully with your words.
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Thanks Peach 🙂 glad to hear fom you again
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You were away for a while, I think, and I was looking out for a new poem from you. Glad you’re back too.
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🙂
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appreciate he reblog 🙂
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You are welcome!
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I know I say this a lot, but, Wow.
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You do, and I appreciate you taking the time to read and comment 🙂
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Love this.
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thanks John 🙂
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Brilliant!
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thanks Carolyn 🙂
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