A red light means stop

Written August 2007, pre- deletion.

A red light means stop

 

Broken in an instant, how frail a beating heart,

A whisper from a ghost rips her day apart.

Knives that strike without remorse, deadly in their pace,

Despicable aggression pulls tears upon her face.

Wretched fears they rise, they bubble then they burst,

Barricades are broken as evil does its worst.

Maliciously he bellows, callous and unkind,

Injured is her waning strength, damaged is her mind.

 

 

Reviews

[Gandré]

hm, this happens when we expect to much. I love how you dissected this feeling. you are alluding of course to this state of absolute weakness. when we give the power to the others over our self. that s why it is better expect less - and perhaps receive more. it is a hidden, subtle cynism which is saving me of being down. great poem my dear you are once again a mastress of the psychological lyrical poetry.

[Bubo]

Such a heartfelt piece..........of someone capable of giving another great pain.....
such fantastic flow and a very emotional piece..........If this is a true account of things
no man should bellow, he sounds a brute, who does not deserve the tears, or the love of your heart.

[Stacy A. Foster]

Interesting photo choice for this...

This "gentleman" sounds like trash (to be blunt). I'm not sure what he did, but the fact that it was evil, despicable aggression and damaged her mind makes me think of past abuse of some kind.

Despicable aggression pulls tears upon her face.

There are a lot of powerful words in this. I hope writing it down healed the situation just a little.

Nice writing,
Stacy

[Lydia Shutter]

Heartwrenching emotions expressed so well. The past can interject itself into the present without warning. Lydia

[Shane Patrick]

sorry the torment is there again my friend.. another brilliant write... whisper from her ghost.. good line, and this again more pain has passion in the lines.

[Siddartha Beth Pierce]

Wowee - great work! You are back, girl! Congratulations. Such powerful words and imagery paint such a vivid and horrific picture. This is truly a wonderful piece. Thank you so much for sharing this with me.
Light,
Siddartha