The quiet ones

They say you're beautiful,

     delightful,

           loved,

         appreciated,

                                                          wise and,

      important, when you're dead.

Until that day they make sure

you'll never come back,

you are the dirt under

their heels.

You see it in their smile

They only follow to 

watch you f

               a

               l  

               looking for a new target when you're broken

They whisper words

that cut sharper than any 

blade you've ever felt

They burn 

leaving embers on your

heart and burn marks

covering your withering spirit

They say you're worthless,

                   stupid,

   an embarrassment,

            disgusting,

         unlovable, 

        and a waste of space, and in the end they've killed You.

    

Author's Note

Tell me what you think? I swear I don't always write really morbid sad stuff, it's just the mood I've been in lately. Happy stuff to come.

Reviews

[Rita L. Sev]

First piece of yours that I am reading, and I am impressed. The title drew me (I was always a "quiet one"). You express these emotions so eloquently. I like that you used some different forms to accentuate your poetry. Nicely done!

[QuietlyCrash]

Thank you so much, that means a lot. :)

[Sami Khalil]

"They whisper words
that cut sharper than any
blade you've ever felt
They burn
leaving embers on your
heart and burn marks
covering your withering spirit"
Now that is some good poetry. I like those lines the most in this well penned piece...:)

[QuietlyCrash]

Thank you so much!

[Sami Khalil]

My pleasure...:)

[Gobinder Singh Dhindsa]

Your writing is so Good. Well Done! Keep Writing Friend!

Do u read mine 2 "Why?, Who is a Poet, Time and Anguish "

If possible then give your reviews..

Regards,
Lucky

[Kelly]

Very poignant and relatable

[QuietlyCrash]

Thank you so much!