Man That You Fear

Man That You Fear

A Poem by dramamine
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Make of it what you will

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The men that you fear are the ones you hold most dear. 

Feel don’t heal. Tangled in your sins. 

Your decaying skin. An evil grin. 

Complacent in a coma. 

You gave me your melanoma. 

Fade away. Only for you to stay. 

Black as your heart. 

Made scars your art. Fall apart. 

Twenty two with nothing to lose. 

I found you. You cut. Forever shut. 

Locked away in your cave. I’ll obey. 

Cigarettes and regret. 

You were my threat, I was your brunette. 

Played too many rounds of Russian roulette. 

You were the man that I feared but I loved you dear.  

© 2015 dramamine


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It's always hard to have fear of the one you love. Making you feel trapped, playing a never ending game. As if you have no choice. It leaves you in a place so barren and scary, cut off from all society. You're only stuck with yourself and trying to get out...

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wow. yes. The fear from the ones we hold most dear is the fear of being hurt...I can relate. The entire piece really touched a familiar place in me. I enjoyed it

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

dramamine

9 Years Ago

Well I'm glad you enjoyed it and thanks.
It's always hard to have fear of the one you love. Making you feel trapped, playing a never ending game. As if you have no choice. It leaves you in a place so barren and scary, cut off from all society. You're only stuck with yourself and trying to get out...

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on May 31, 2015
Last Updated on May 31, 2015
Tags: dark, poetry, love, hate, death

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You can call me Twiggy.I'm just a 16 year old girl. With no friends so I spend my time writing s****y tales, poetry, and listening to music. I hope to one day become a musician and you know start a ba.. more..

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