I dare not to say...

I dare not to say...

A Poem by Sweetest Sin
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Unfavorable reflections of times...burnt into my mind...

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I can not leave,

I can not stay.

My eyes burn… I hate living this way…

 

If I should leave….

Where would I go??

Who would I tell??

Why do you hurt me so??

 

I can not leave,

I can not stay.

My eyes fill with tears… I hate living this way…

 

That look on your face! “My Love”?

Is that you??

So cold, so angry, so filled with hate.

What did I do??

 

I can not leave,

I can not stay.

My eyes sting and hurt… I hate living this way…

 

Your voice, it echoes….it floods and fills my brain.

The words from your mouth cut deep, through the flesh of my heart.

Can’t you feel my pain??

 

I know I should leave!

Am I f*****g insane??

 

No one would stay, not even a w***e!!

I should gather up my s**t and walk out the door.

 

I can not leave,

I can not stay.

My eyes can’t stop crying… I hate living this way…

 

I am not the words (I’d rather not say) that you use to describe me in such a hurtful way.

 

 

“Just leave! Don’t stay! Don’t listen to him! “, I tell myself silently, over and over again.

 

Leaving’s not an option, I wish that I could. I have no where to go, at least not for good.

 

“Just leave, for a while until he’s asleep, then come back home later and don‘t make a peep.”

 

It’s not so easy to leave (you make that quite clear) as you leave visible reminders on my flesh, in bruises, that reflect in the mirror.

 

I can not leave,

I can not stay.

My eyes are giving in… closing… I hate living this way…

 

Then, realizing what has occurred....

You tell me how sorry you feel, how much you love me,

And that our love is real.

 

“I do not deserve this!!! “, you verbally agree.

Yet, time after time, you do this to me.

 

You apologize for hurting me... by what you did...

And what you said...

And that you would change...

Now it was time for bed.

 

My head throbs and spins, I can’t even think!!

I am so exhausted and tired, yet tonight…

I will not sleep a wink…

 

I can not leave,

I can not stay.

My eyes tell all of these secrets…

I dare not to say….

 

I hate living this way…

 

 

 

 

 

© 2008 Sweetest Sin


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woah... this is an awesome write! Even makes me well with sorrow and then anger for the pain inflicted upon the speaker of this piece. If a friend of mine were suffering so, it's be all I could do not to hurt the one doing the inner and outer harm. One of those situations no one wants to go through and needs assistance to get out of and begin again. Fine write. Thanks for posting. Sallie Bear

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.




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My goodness! This is powerful. I was hoping for a different ending....I was hoping she'd kill him. 😁

I like your style. Very easy to read and follow. Excellent.


Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

very very well done.thats all i have to say about it...

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Twas easy for the anger to build in me as I read. When such emotions are touched it means the write is good.
Thanks for reading me. Appreciate it.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Your opening paragraph takes hold of the reader and doesn't let him/her go

The second paragraph sets the stage for the wonder that follows

Well written, wonderful pace and word selection

Just a wonderfully written poem


Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

You sum up well the feeling of being caught in the middle with no real option or way of escape.
'I can not leave, I can not stay.'
Not wanting to be where you are, in that scituation, but having nowhere to go.
And either way you are scared and alone, powerfull write.

J.P.O.et

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

woah... this is an awesome write! Even makes me well with sorrow and then anger for the pain inflicted upon the speaker of this piece. If a friend of mine were suffering so, it's be all I could do not to hurt the one doing the inner and outer harm. One of those situations no one wants to go through and needs assistance to get out of and begin again. Fine write. Thanks for posting. Sallie Bear

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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