Rag

You told me

I know you did

I was your rag

You grabbed me and twisted me

Wringing me dry

You slammed me down

Watching my tears fly 

I ripped me in two

When you needed some more

Our time was overdue 

I was falling apart

Now withered and stained

You left me alone

To be cleaned by the rain

When I could've flown

Reviews

[KT]

Sad, but beautiful; instantly relatable. Outstanding work!

[Pawprints]

Thanks!

[KT]

You're welcome! :)

[~::;;::--MC--::;;::~]

How very moving, I do say. I immediately connected this with domestic violence, but I guess that was just prominent to me. I don't know if that was necessarily your intent.
"I ripped me in two
When you needed some more"
Struck me the most, almost enough to tears I admit. When the abuser abuses us so much, we hit a point where we actually join with them.. and abuse ourselves

[Pawprints]

I don't think I was trying to get at physical abuse as much as metaphors for mental abuse. Reading over it, I realized how dark it was, which may or may not be a good factor, though it pretty much makes up the poem.
Thanks for reviewing!

[~::;;::--MC--::;;::~]

I consider mental abuse domestic violence as well. I understood that this piece was metaphor to mental abuse. I mean that we join with the abuser in mentally abusing ourselves as well.

[Pawprints]

Yes, that is (unfortunately) very true.

[MOON]

Poignant write , great imagery and word choice. Lovely.

[Pawprints]

Thank you for reviewing, MOON.

[asdarkeyesclose]

'I ripped me in two
When you needed some more'

the last line is so sad and so moving, one if those lines that you think i wish i'd written that myself! the kind of poem that tugs at the heart strings. fantastic.

[Pawprints]

Thank you very much!

And your line "tugs at the heart strings" should really be woven into poem. It's a beautiful image :)

[.]

~ M., this is a beautiful piece of poetry... it's extremely moving... the title... and the way you deployed the image of a rag to express emotions is amazing... the closing is stunning too... just those two lines say so much about what could've been... ~ excellent work...

[Pawprints]

Thank you :')

[.]

~ you're very welcome, M. ...

[@]

So sad.

You use a nice rhyme scheme for this bruising poem.

[Pawprints]

Thanks for the review. I was a little unsure about the rhymes, but I'm glad that you enjoyed it.

[Wolfwind]

A powerful piece of ink. It shows us a course of being put in a cage, until the lock decided to leave, and now the imprisoned is free, but time has moved on... It does bring a question about live and love... Is it truly to late to fly free and find a new perch?

Thanks for sharing!
Aaron =)

[Pawprints]

What a beautiful metaphor. I think your review is a poem of its own :)
Thank you for sharing your vibrant words.
M.

[Wolfwind]

You're most welcome! And thanks. Some reviews just come out that way. =)

[Pawprints]

Haha. Gifted :)

[Wolfwind]

You know, after reading the piece a second time... I realized it could also be a metaphor for a woman's time of the month as well. lol The title even works that way, the first time I saw it as a rag doll.

[Pawprints]

Hee...Hoo...You almost killed me laughing! I guess it could be, but that wasn't really what I was aiming for. :D

[Wolfwind]

=)