- Non-Erotic Poetry
- The Knife
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I drive into my heart this painful knife
The one of fear, hurt and strife
I drive it in many times, but it will not take my life.
I stand here my pain for all to see
Thinking of the loss that wont let me free
Friends and loved ones that have moved on past me
Passionate lovers that gave my heart desire
Passion burning like Hell’s hot fire
Leaving for another, deserting my heart to mire
Throbbing, desperate intensified pain
Running in and out of my confused brain
One wonders if this can be stopped by an oncoming train
My heart demands to know the why
Turns out that I must silently cry
Will it be this way until I die?
With all my skill against these foes I cannot fight
Meanness, malice and outright spite
These drain me of all my might
My souls cries out enough is enough
My exterior shows the world I am tough
My heart breaks at the treatment so rough
My eyes see the world through colors of black
Depression, agony and terror I don’t lack
When will my joy I gain back?
Deep, dark despair black as night
To dig out of this gloom do I have the right?
Right or wrong I am feeling this tonight
I drive into my heart this painful knife
The one of fear, hurt and strife
I drive it in many times, but it will not take my life.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 18 years agoYou brought your pain into words. I felt each one within my own heart. I hope this is not a one time submission and you will bring more of your passion out for us to read and feel with you. I hope to see you bring out more of the deeper emothions felt by you. Perhaps those of love and desire.
Anonymousover 18 years agohow dark and deep and true...the pain of loving...yet we continue to love...
