Underneath

Words sting the heart

Like the bullet of a gun

A game, a war

Raging within yourself.

 

On the front lines

Underneath all emotion

Eternally, internally

For all humanity to face.

 

A burning sensation

Of decency and civility

The creation of destruction

Spit out your venom.

Author's Note

This popped into my head this morning. What do you think? Whats in your head after reading this?

Reviews

[Revery]

There may be some specific memory or feeling that brought words to you but they speak widely and clearly of the destructiveness and power of words. Your poem seems to talk about words and struggles in your own head but whether realized or not they may be echoes from someone else’s cruelty. I didn't have a childhood as bad as some but I was abused with words that I am still unconsciously trying to disprove.

Isn't it funny how we adopt, embrace and hang onto things said in cruelty and how self punishment can perpetuate them?

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

vivid and vibrant collection of images on the tapestry of the human conscience~ sharply inked with wicked strokes~

[A Soap Mess Stories]

short and straight to the point...

[Tina Kline]

Words can and do cut deep, sometimes wounding worse than a physical wound. This is a really good poem.

[Rhea]

terrific....

[Cascara (aka Sprint Goe..]

I agree with eery single word here...
So much rage and turmoil is trapped inside me so many times.

[Muse]

words hurt more than a smack or a punch. It is like a venom that penetrates deep....deep down into one's heart and very soul. It is something that all humanity has to face and deal with on a day to day basis. Speech is a weapon in its own right!

[Augustus]

I get the feeling, that the point you are trying to make here, is that all of us have a dark side which resides very very deep inside our heart. And we almost always mask it with a positive side, which is not insincere, mind you, but somewhat more superficial and less raw. So naturally, as you have put in the first stanza, we are at war with ourselves. Constantly at war. Also, very often, we get tired of donning this mask of decency and propriety. And we need to unleash our true desires at times. I think this has been portrayed aptly in the last two lines
"The creation of destruction
Spit out your venom"

I think the last line says it all. It is doubtless, the most powerful line in the poem.
Well done!

[Wolfwind]

This was great! The choice of words leaves the reader to come up with a lot of the images themselves, so the piece takes on different things for anyone who reads. For me this spoke of politics and society and the diabolical use of propaganda in use to try and sway peoples opinions.

Great Ink!
Aaron

[paradise]

damn thts deep and awesome

[Life Is like Trust...It..]

Like it,it seems as if something bad has happened but thst's your business.