The Edge

Kiss on The Edge
Now draw up the lines
Dividing my chances
Unwilling divine
The flow of corrosion
The shame of pride
Just give me a kiss
And I'll make you mine

When you are here
I feel no fear
I feel no pain
I shed no tears

Try to cut out the past
And you'll feel the burn
Happiness passed over
Lessons I've yet learned
Pure ugliness felt
The inner-vision that's built
When the cold steel warmth
Becomes the bitter/sweet filth

I pass through the plains
To the ugly remains
To drive out the demons
All the misery and shame
My feelings deprived
On your kiss I rely
Even when I'm dead
You make me feel so alive

It's such a tragedy
How I pretend you are my best friend
When you are my worst enemy
 

Reviews

[emz]

Mmmmm, interesting piece.. i felt as if this was about being in love with someone who would never be wholely yours, someone who would just use you when they needed... and even though you know this to be true, you can't help yourself because she is like a drug.... just my interpretation... i loved it, so beautifully written.

[Colleen C Dunphy]

This is so beautiful and tragic. I very much wish I could put my cutting into words that are so beautiful. My poem about cutting is call Trying in Vain, but it's only the tip of the iceburg.
Thank you so much for sharing.

[joanneb344]

Very interesting... I hope you won't mind me saying it needs a little revision. some of the lines are a little off beat. ( for example lessons left unlearned could easily become lessons unlearned keeping with the flow of the piece) But I LOVE your subtlety. when the cold steel warmth becomes the bittersweet filth my fav line. the emotions are very strong.