Ugly Hearts

UGLY HEARTS

Words…

Words that cut deep…

Seep right through to the heart.

 

Relentless…

Vicious words to sensitive ears

Bullying and torment…throughout my school years.

 

All of them…

Even a friend’s words cut deep…

No cutting remarks back…I cry myself to sleep.

 

No slap…

Could have done more…

Poisonous, hurtful…ripped to my core.

 

My appearance…

Possessions…and my clothes too…

‘Too fat for that’…‘waste of make-up on you.’

 

Always a joke…

Forever too nice…but they called me weird

Malicious comments…through every bone they seared.

 

Years on we pass in the street…

Even smile at each other…they forget…

Perhaps I didn’t think I ever would…and yet…

 

Deep lines around the eyes

Sunken cheeks…dried and ageing skin…

More lines around the lips…and the double chin…

 

Looking so haggard now…

Clothes too tight around surplus pounds…

The weight of the world…they’ve had their ups and downs.

 

Time has been kind…

I’m the lucky one…but for what’s left in my mind…

Because where ageing’s concerned…they all left me behind.

 

We stand and pass the time of day…

And I never voice my thoughts...then shortly after…we part…

I walk away with a sad smile…well, I was never the one with an ugly heart.

 

© Eva Bielby 2016

 

Reviews

[Onlyme]

Oh, Eve, I can really understand and relate to this heartfelt, very emotional, raw poem. It really speaks volumes out loud to everyone. And makes you see how it's for someone who is bullied, put down and been cruelly treated. And how it affects you as you grow up. And like you said. Not the one with an ugly heart. So very true and so profoundly a fact. They where are still are. A leopard cannot change its spots so to speak.

[Re-Pete]

very sad and touching. sorry you had to endure it. words reflect what is in the heart. true beauty lies on the inside. what goes around, comes around. hold your head high that you are not like that ... :)

[alanwgraham]

Well done Eva for sharing this. Oh, how we suffer in silence! Then we find that we are one of many. You have captured all the cruel turns of the knife and how they eat at your confidence.
Good luck with your writing.
Cheers
Alan

[Neville]

Good to hear.. well done you.. and nicely penned too..