knives

your words feel like knives 

embedding themselves in my heart 

the more I try to make it better 

the more it hurts 

the more it makes me bleed

the longer I bottle up

the worse I feel

all I want to do is rip

this heart out of my chest so I don't have to feel anymore

if I was cold and heartless like you

then I maybe I could breathe a little easier

if my soul was black 

then I wouldn't have die

then I wouldn't have to cry

I ruined this

I wasn't good enough

I never will be 

I'm scared I'll never know an end to this pain

with you it seemed to ease

then you took and plunged a knife into me

you're feeling may not have been real

but mine are 

and now there the thing destroying me

Author's Note

sorry it's untitled I'm not really good with them. if you have any idea for one let me know please.

Reviews

[aj milton]

I really like this poem. Readers will be able to relate to this on many levels as it could describe quite a few situations. It certainly struck a chord with me relating to one time in my life.

Tiny point I would suggest: third from last line make it 'feelings', and last line 'there' - should be 'they're'

[Shae-Leigh Johns]

ok thank you I will fix it

[Adam Adams]

sometimes, esp. when it comes to love, the heart's always seemed to be much attached with something that feeds on us souls in the name of ecstasy. and when such ecstasy's done with love, the same goblet of pleasure gets turned into the venom of wounds which further disturb us overnight. kinda very dark, deep, & heartfelt poetry you come to lick down in such "knifey" words.

ps. title choice's pretty intriguing and well suited with your poetry. liked the composition of words as knives. interesting wounds.

[Shae-Leigh Johns]

thank you, I'm glad that you liked it.

[Emosawa]

Knives are a recurring theme in this poem so maybe Knives?

[Shae-Leigh Johns]

thanks and yeah I like it

[Emosawa]

That's good. I'm glad I could help.

[Shae-Leigh Johns]

I appreciate it