the saddest

Scarred legs, pale skin

chipped polish on yellowed nails

A dagger sharp gaze

 

now

blunt, bloodied, blind

with age

 

Wrinkled skin

stretches

 

over

a sallow face.

 

Your words

scathing, scorching, sure

 

have lost

their edge--

 

your intelligence, withering.

 

Ghosts of a smile

dance around you, taunting.

 

Never beautiful enough

never smart enough

 

simply.

 

just.

 

never enough

 

Bones jutting out

voices, oh so, seemingly

loud.

cover your ears, then

 

Paper thin skin rips

sweet blood, sugar blood

spills.

when do you plan to go?

 

Your eye, all alone--

like you--gazes hollow.

 

Pearl earrings drop back into the ocean.

You could be the saddest in the world.

Author's Note

a whimsical form on a dark topic?

Reviews

[Becky]

"I don't claim to write well."

*splutters*

Well then, you can start claiming now.

That was so... twisted. And dark. And brilliantly written.

Humph. *stomps away muttering to self*

It's unfair that some people get all the talent, and the modesty. :P

But anyway, the poem. I really liked the format, and the italics added nice emphasis. It made it somehow... cut. Or punch. Or something. It's so sad, and angry, and vicious. It doesn't whisper or sing like some poetry, it stands in front of you and screams in your face.

Nice write! I really don't understand why this isn't at the top of the popular writing list. It deserves to be there. Very emotional piece, and it's quite deep. And that's kind of scary. You are enough, and if someone doesn't think so, their opinion isn't worth it anyway. Seriously. I don't even know you, but you're so much cooler than the majority of people I know in real life. Just because you actually do have emotions, instead of most people, who have no purpose in life.

Okay, I am DEFINITELY too tired to be reading poetry. I'm not making any sense at all.

Well, I shall stop wasting your time now. Adios!