Reborn

  

Hand of stone

Grip my throat

Every time your lips

Give me a kiss.

 

My eyes bleed

The truth you need

As a sacrifice

To your superficial life.

 

Thinking I am nothing

But another experiment

In a game of love

You learned so young.

 

Make no mistake

My life you won’t take

You left me for dead

But I will rise again.

 

Now I will become

Everything you lost

Haunting your soul

With a determined goal.

 

Killing you with kindness

Till the old you is dead

And you can be reborn

To what love really holds.

Reviews

[Honeypot]

I think this is a sad piece, but its also hopeful like in the last stanza:

Killing you with kindness
Till the old you is dead
And you can be reborn
To what love really holds.

She may not necessarily deserve kindnes, but that's what she's going to get until she comes to her senses. I think its wonderful.

[~Mariposa Una Lila~]

wow babe im feeling it here...excellent! x0x0x0xx000x

[Ellen Hammond]

Very nicely done! It is sad that many who think love is a game, do not appreciate real love until it is gone. Then, as you so nicely put it:

Now I will become
Everything you lost
Haunting your soul
With a determined goal

Great job, my friend!

[Babbette Francis]

This went pretty deep with me. Love is something not all of us can handle, that is until it's right. Some may never find it. I've been paying closer attention to love and find myself shaking.

My eyes bleed
The truth you need
As a sacrifice
To your superficial life. ------ I feel like this, when I think of love. I get too nervous. I can't trust it. Not at this time in my life.

But your poem says what I know is true. Someday it's gonna grab hold and never let go. That should be interesting, if it's done right. But to add to the aggravation, I have no clue what 'right' is, lol.

I loved this poem.

[Babbette Francis]

This went pretty deep with me. Love is something not all of us can handle, that is until it's right. Some may never find it. I've been paying closer attention to love and find myself shaking.

My eyes bleed
The truth you need
As a sacrifice
To your superficial life. ------ I feel like this, when I think of love. I get too nervous. I can't trust it. Not at this time in my life.

But your poem says what I know is true. Someday it's gonna grab hold and never let go. That should be interesting, if it's done right. But to add to the aggravation, I have no clue what 'right' is, lol.

I loved this poem.

[Anastasia Starlena]

this is an awesome piece so very much full of an resurrection of the heart and soul.. truly remarkable write.

[closed account]

amazing, this was a very direct write! I love
the part about killing with kindness until
the old you is dead, cause only then
the new them can arise and walk with love!!

great job..

[Sheila Kline]

Great.....like not letting go completely, but not giving in either....instead, asking for renewal and a rethinking of the other's attiude of love. Sometimes no matter how much we change, nothing changes for the better, and it does take the other to remold their thinking.....good write Dale!
....but I will rise again...left for dead, but getting back...ha!