Respected You!

Respected You!

A Poem by deadlife
"

...for all those who deserve this!

"


I'm stabbing myself in the chest

 

 

 

 

 

-Exhausted-

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And every time I close my eyes

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I see you smile

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I'm dying- screaming

 

 

 

 

You’re smiling!

 

 

 

...

 

You ripped me off

 

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You raped my soul - In front of my eyes-

 

 

 

 

I let you – always!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

~Oh~

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I respect you

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I don't want this

 

 

 

 

I want revenge

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I hate you.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yes I hate you all!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But I don't know,

 


 

 

 

 

What the '____' is wrong with me?!!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

© 2008 deadlife


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The whole smile after a frontal stab. That hurts more than a back stab. When they stab you in the back, there is still a distinctive fear or guilt on not doing it in your face. Stabbing you in front and smiling, that can kill.

This is a good format, rarely to never used. You give the reader time to digest each line before the next comes along.

Well painted words.

A very good piece

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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The spacing of each and every line was perfect, it reminded me of how when you're so angry you have to grit your teeth and keep yourself from screaming between every sentence you speak. Great write but remember sometimes calm is necessary to think clearly.

Brette

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Okay, breathe... Deep, calming breaths... That's it. Wow. I haven't read such intense anger in a long time. The space and the font allowed the reader to focus on each line. I initially thought that the first line was the complete poem, since you've done short work before. Luckily, I scrolled down and realized there was more poem to read. I would say that that's the only danger. People will click on it and miss the rest of the poem because the spacing is such that you can't tell that there's more poem left to read. Other than that, you've got a really intense work that cries out for revenge. I also like the second voice; it's kind of an aside. I like that even in anger, the feelings and thoughts aren't absolute. There's always some small part that differs.

You raped my soul - In front of my eyes-

I must say that this line is the one that struck me the most... Such very strong words for such a strong thought. My entire being rebels and recoils away from such brutality. Yet, I cannot refute the fact that this happens. Wow.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

okay that's INTENSE> but i'm telling you it definitely had a profound affect on the reader... damn damn. and yes the format really suited the poem.

deep breaths, my dear :)

hugs



Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is good. I could feel the anger and resentment. I liked this format. Suited this poem!! Great work as always!!

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The whole smile after a frontal stab. That hurts more than a back stab. When they stab you in the back, there is still a distinctive fear or guilt on not doing it in your face. Stabbing you in front and smiling, that can kill.

This is a good format, rarely to never used. You give the reader time to digest each line before the next comes along.

Well painted words.

A very good piece

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

you're angry is all. i know a few people who deserve this from me lol. mind if i send this to them and tell them to get the eff off of my back?

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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deadlife

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