sometimes you have to cut words off at the throat

let them bleed out

slip to the ground

wait for someone else

to resurrect their uselessness

I can't tell you the truth

there is no place for it

between us

we deal in lips and legs

the weightier things

have no voice here

Reviews

[Shawn M]

UGH. Yes. This is what I'm talkin' about. To offer my take-away from this (hope I do not offend if I'm wrong); I'm getting the feeling that this is to a person whose relationship with you has become all about the physical, and you feel almost no worth in speaking to them anymore, meaning you may talk, but you feel like nothing is said. Ya feel me? I only offer this up so that if this wasn't your intention, maybe you can redirect it a little. If that WAS your intention, then beautiful, beautiful job with it. You stated it very smartly and very subtly. Either way, great read. Thanks so much for sharing. -Shawn

[thespaceinmybed]

that was my intention, and thank you. I'm glad you understood what I was writing about!

[Kaylie]

this is so truthful it's eerie... I feel your struggle.

[thespaceinmybed]

Thank you, I'm glad you can relate

[Kaylie]

Would you mind checking my most recent poem entries out? I'd love to hear your feedback

[Sami Khalil]

This was wonderful...I like this style too...Bravo..................

[thespaceinmybed]

thank you for reading!

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)................

[tressa]

i like this. sometimes words are more trouble than they are worth...maybe you could show them this poem:)

[thespaceinmybed]

thanks maybe I will!

[Jack...]

You have a very unique style. I like it.

[thespaceinmybed]

thank you for the compliment