The Body Tears Itself Apart

So the windows to the soul
Are sewn shut
Never to be seen again......

All is destroyed
All is corrupted
Love can never happen again.... Sigh.

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and what happens when a body has lain in bed
made from shredded pieces of its love?
and where does a dead spirit rest when the heart breaks
and stops swelling with passionate blood?
where goes the faithful dream of blessed future
that once lived in those hopeful eyes?
where dwelled all these tears I've shed
and so did all the fears realized
Days go by my window
as my thoughts consume me thus
while cruel hands of fate
turn my existence to rust...

Well done. I enjoyed the overall "dark" sense to your writing. I am actually a writer myself, so it is always enjoyable to read the writings/poems of others!

Well done, very deep, satisfyingly dark... but I probably will not read again unless I want to end it all. J/K

Pick up your body

And pick up your heart

And never again

Let them be torn apart

Take possesion of your soul

Pick up all of the pieces of

You

And make them whole

Use your blade to slash

The curtains open

Let the light of love

Shine within you once again

Pick yourself up off of

The carpeted floor

And say to yourself

I want more

Put your tounge back in your mouth

And scream

I want to live

Come back to us

You have so much more

To give

Never say that u will find it I was on. Same spot for 10 years and I moved on was not looking for it it found me be open minded

Interesting poem. It seems like the author is drowning in pain and struggling with alcoholism, cutting and possibly love addiction. Obviously this all hypothetical but the fascinating part is that most can relate to the feeling of deep pain and sadness. We may not articulate it, we may suppress it, but poetry is one of the best ways to vent. I think this poem is met as a metaphor to just describe the intensity of emotional pain.

Emotional problems unless you got more problems then you just threw it out there but if your thinking this you need to see someone

You got some emotional and childhood problems see a doctor that's a problem.

....With you
The time is done
I take back my knife
And cut my way free
Of you to be reborn
Untouched and cut no more

Sounds like heartbreak, both literally and figuratively... you're very good and didn't miss one thing :)

Wow this sounds exactly like the nightmares I have. :,(
Love can happen
And when its right its amazing!

Nice poem Emolia!

Emolia. I have to ask if you are getting better. Is this physical or emotional? I want to know. Blood is concerned. So is your pack. Please tell me. H.

Well, written E.You have talent. My best poetry comes from pain, too. I'm sorry you're feeling this way, but it will pass....

I can relate to this. It was beautifully written. Very moveing and very accurate on the way it feels.

This just reminds me of someone. 3 It is sad, but beautiful.

what makes you suicidal??? you said you are happy and hyper! :(( i feel sorrry about you

Can't stop crying:,( so sad....such a sad poem

wow, you share a lot in these words, its good to do, write it down, its like a release for sure. Thanks for sharing x

:( tis sad