Circles

Little old me, we met at my birth
gently you gave me my first kiss
with a Promise
lovingly you wanted her
so how could you try to destroy me
with your words
how did your touch begin to bring me pain
and wounds
pressed so deep
that they have damaged
the part of me needed to fly
under your foot I broke free
wounded
five year old
little old me
Showing you my scars
and telling you my pain
smiles you Promised
for me
with vows
that it never would rain
so how could you try also to destroy me
with your words
how did your touch begin to bring me pain
and wounds
pressed so deep
that they have damaged
the part of me needed to fly
under your foot I broke free
wounded
twenty-five year old
little old me.

Reviews

[Marvin Lewis Jr.]

I feel bad because you had to go through this and on the other hand I admire you for sharing it.
I can't remember reading a poem that flourished, unraveled and then blossomed all at the same time,
I like the reoccurring statement because it gave the poem a cinematic feel.

Once again, an amazing write!

[Dionysus Cain]

i understand , a new love a new birth , a lost love a slow death... i like it, it is different and very precise.. i think that this poem sits very well with the title... good work!

[Starr]

There is strength gained and healing in releasing pain to text. Very moving piece. Well written. :-)

[☮]

You truly were lyrically naked in this piece.

You're great at bearing your emotions with such passion. This is one of my favorites so far of yours. Though sad... I appreciate the raw truth and revealed pain.

Writing what you know makes it that much powerful. Flawless.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Mental abuse is just as harmful as physical, sometimes more for those wounds seem to last longer... and when it is your own child the devastation can be a lifetime effect... a very powerful and poignant piece.

[Nancy Lee Shrader]

Oh my dear, you have brought tears to my eyes. It always makes me a little angry to hear of a child being abused. I would have given my own life to keep my little David alive and then to hear of people hurting their kids makes me want to sware and more.

Great poem

[Adrian K. Smith]

There are many circles in life, we oft find that life repeats itself around us, as we either place ourselves in those situations we know or we seek out those people that we know. Some people are lucky enough to realize those circles, take those little steps necessary to try to get out of them. While others, go on and on, doing the same old over and over. It is one of the definitions of insanity, doing the same thing and expecting different results. One can only hope, that in writing this, that you not only have seen the circles but that you also will take those little steps to avoid falling into the same cycles again... me, I see them, and forget them, doing the same old - yes, I am insane... :)

[Wildfleour]

A very moving piece.

[BEEGE]

Wow!
Let me first say that I hate that something like this happened to you. And not trying to be cold hearted, know that everything happens for a reason and this is something that I bet made you stronger in many aspects of your life. I think this was an amazing poem. As I read on it was like I was feeling the pain you poured into this one. Again, I would not wish this on anybody and pray that all is well in your world now.

Great write.

Beege

[Ankhesen Mié]

Dear God, woman...what happened? Where's my sensuous Lyrical Love? This is a more gut-wrenching write; your ability to convey anguish shines through here.

[THE LOST ROSE]

I feel so connected to you after reading this piece. I cry for you and cheer your fight with you. This is an amzing write. The whole piece could be repeated and broken down line by line. I am not sure what world you are living in lately but you must be cleansing your soul with the last poems I've read of yours. Thanks for sharing your pain, talent and heart with me.