Breakup

 

Perhaps the only thing worse

Than the bitter silence

Is the noise that grates the skin

With its annoying,

Almost nauseating, sound.

Fingernails running down a chalkboard

Surely can be better than this

Hideous, groaning noise

That reaches into my body

And tears at my soul.

Oh, please, just stop whispering

These rotten words

Into my ears, because the sound –

The sound in the only thing

I truly hate in this world!

I would rather you yell.

Yes, please, do that:

Slap me across the face

So that I might listen to

The resounding crack

Rather than these poisonous,

Putrid noises which

Stream from your mouth.

Or, even better,

Just turn away from me forever,

Because I understand these decayed words,

I comprehend their meaning,

So just stop talking

And walk away so that their

Grinding sound cannot reach

My ears anymore.

For the hollowness of your voice

As you tell me the words

I cannot stand –

The words that rip out my heart –

Will never leave my memory.

Reviews

[poetsblade]

Great expression...if polished could shine

[Steven Williams]

I thought this showed incredible depth. I also love how you leave this open to interpretation. The words can be anything "I just wanna be friends", "I think we need a break", etc. All those cliche lines that sting worse than the breakup itself. Great job! Keep writing!

~Stephen

[L.G. Knight]

I love! This!

~Frances~

Thanks so much for entering it!

[Catrinka]

Strong visual images - I enjoyed your poem - tells it just like it is.

[Andromeda]

i love your poems.

[AK]

Well... I'm certainly glad I found your work. This is really edgy and passionate and strong and... empowering somehow. Keep them coming!