Because I'm Poisonous

Or your arrows are.

i want to misuse every love song
i want to strangle every sonnet
every ballad, every sappy poem, 
set on fire- 
for the sake of you
i want to buy their words
like petty w****s
and make them sound like us
like you and me
like you and i-
we are ephemeral,
neither you here nor i there,
i miss you
so i'll subject poetry
to misuse
just to excuse the palpitations
of my smitten little heart
with this arrow through my chest
every breath is a little shallow
i'm feeling lightheaded
from the lack of air
you almost have me believing
that i'm something worth loving
but i'm just not there
yet, and i 
i don't feel safe now
without your arms around me
holding my ugly things at bay
beside you, they are so obvious-
all the stains in my skin
from all the s**t that i've been stepping in
because you are clean, romantic romeo
and i am Juliet's Suicide-
i will only be the death of you.

Reviews

[Clockwork]

The focus of this piece almost goes back and forth between lustful one night stand and extended yearning. It seems like a plea to be clean which the speaker hopes to fulfill by engaging in actions of lust. So she gives herself physically away while burning the poems of love which she aspires secretly to be a part of, but can not see herself being a part of because they can not describe her way of loving. The lines of other poets become molten and volcanic when incorporated into their actions.

Something I found interesting: Line nineteen talks of the speaker's breaths being "Shallow." That seems like it is saying that her actions, or the feelings that come after being struck with the arrow are shallow. When that is put together with the thought of the speaker being "Juliet's suicide" and the relationship being ephemeral it paints an interesting picture.

This poem is filled with a passion and pain that stands apart from many other here.

[Claws Of Fury]

you almost have me believing
that i'm something worth loving
but i'm just not there


UH, PHENOMENAL WORDING HERE.

God, If only I could explain to you how many times I have felt this way, maybe I am also poisonous. Us women, well, I think we all are! But on a serious note- wonderful, wonderful, wonderful.

Your poems say what every girl is constantly thinking about. Only you analyze these thoughts and give us women answers.

Wonderful! xx

[Michael X]

Hi peach, this is awsome. so vivid and destructive, loved it, talented job.

[Talkativeted]

This really is a wonderful poem. I love the start it makes a great introduction. well done

[PianoandPage]

wow!
i've been searching all night for a poem that really "got" me. thank you. thank you thank you thank you.

i love the energy, the anguish, the inspiration, and how you destroy the muse to pay homage to your love.

one suggestion....
i would replace "misuse" with "mangle" in the 1st line. or something similar. i felt that "misuse" worked better the 2nd time you used it.

the ending line was just genius.

[sammyj]

I like this

[TAO]

i want to buy their words
like petty w****s

reminds me of the flock. well written, interesting read.

[deeps]

Such raw emotioin here, This is amazing.

[JC]

strong raw emotion...i like it.

[Quaddeth]

Theres not many poems with love attached to them that manage to keep my attention throughout but you managed to do so. Thanks for the read.