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?

[Hazle Eyed Girl]

it reminds me of someone who cruelly dumped someone else, and meant it to hurt. Very well done though. good work.

[Chantelle]

This says to me that we all have some sort of darkeness within us, but we have a choice to rid ourselves of it, to find a means of control to find a release.
I like it

[Draven]

This is good. Nice job.

[Amila Jay]

Superb!

[Shadow in the Dark]

It makes me think about war. How sometimes in war the image that has been painted for us of the "enemy" is sometimes not what it has been made it out to be. Sometimes the "enemy" never wanted a fight, sometimes the "enemy" can't take all the fighting, sometimes the "enemy" weeps because of all of the thoughtless destruction, sometimes the "enemy" isn't the monster we all thought it was.

[Dragonflyz]

So many of us have put on a brave face for the rest of the world while fighting the demons inside caused by others...the conflict of the person we know in our hearts is truly us vs. the cruel words aimed at us by another. beautifully written!

[TawnyBlueStar]

amazing :D

Raw, and true! as man will kill men if there are to many " proverbial " in one cage. I'm not afraid to face your words, I see they are clever, and well thought out. Excellent.

[Crow]

I could feel an inner turmoil, to hold in the frustration or explode...I can relate to the feeling, but to this day the expression of verbal assault still alludes me..."A burning sensation, Of decency and civility, The creation of destruction..." does perhap state it best.

[Raven Starhawk]

I can sit back and read this without believing it has a connection to me until I am half way through and then I realize its power and I am lost in its intellect.