Paralysis, by Faith
The words flow
from his lips
Biting to the bone.
They strip away skin,
to the heart--
While the tears fall--
against the chill
that crashes like a wave
through every muscle--
to the ground.
And he walks away
leaving a wall of winter
in his wake.
No backwards glances.
No second thoughts.
|Posted: 2009-10-09 07:25:38 UTC|
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|--I originally wrote this poem in a different format, but didn't like it. So, after fiddling around with the structure and adding words here & there, this is the finished product.--
|I like this it's very powerful just one tip - paralysed not paralized :)
|--Thanks bedazzled, i fixed it! See... *points up at poem*--
|wow...this is a really amazing poem
|2006-01-26 21:38:14|| Kirsty (living in the light)
|I am liking it. Its cool. So powerful it echoes through you. I must say you are brilliant at poetry. You are an amazing person not me
|2006-02-22 19:35:27||lost the lonely dead
|i read paralized first but both are good and i see why you said they went together...i hate it when people in our lives do things like this whether they mean to or not...and i know in a few ways ive done the deadly deed myself
|2008-02-03 02:38:48||Dark Neko
|Oh my gosh, I love this! Very very well done. Thank you for all your comments on my poems. Here's a 9.