Slipping Away

Slipping Away

A Poem by E.V. Black
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She hates the world for what they have done to her.

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I feel so numb now.

So lonely.

My heart aches for true love.

Yearns for it.

I can’t think, only cry.

 

She sheds tears that are

long forgotten by time.

She bites her lip until

it bleeds.

She cries hot tears,

which slip down her cheeks

and sear them.

 

My heart yearns.

All I hear is “freak” and “weirdo.”

These names pierce me.

Hurt me so much.

I want to surrender

to the darkness.

 

Everyone laughs as she cries.

Her heart heaves,

eyes raining more tears.

Her pale face is red and

her eyes are puffed up.

Tears on her eyelashes

drip down slowly.

 

This pain I feel

is just too much for me

to handle.

I hate them all.
These shiny, happy people

disgust me with their ways.

I want to die right now.

 

Her black skirt swishes

against her thin frame.

Long black hair covers

the hidden expression

of her face.

While she walks, she hates them.

 

I hate them with my entire being.

I can’t stand them.

I feel myself simply

slipping away into

nothingness.

Emptiness. Loneliness.

 

Steaming anger rages inside

of her, boils her blood.

Makes her want to scream.

She hates the world

for what they have done to her.

© 2011 E.V. Black


Author's Note

E.V. Black
Sometimes people can be unnecessarily cruel. It hurt so much afterwards they called me those names, reverberating inside of me until it took my breath away.

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I truly love this piece and as a sufferer of paranoia I really related to the girl and to how cruel people can be, some times all you want to do is cry or scream. This nailed the emotion to the wall and let it bleed truth, I look forward to reading more. Keep em' coming

Posted 13 Years Ago



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