Sweet Nothing

Sweet Nothing

A Poem by Frieda P

can't breathe...
    until i exhale you from my lungs
can't see...
     until I scrub you from my eyes
can't speak...
     until i expel you from my tongue
can't think... 
          until I excise you from my mind
you coveted the whole of me,
           leaving behind a mere shell
what's left is but a whimper 
           of what i used to be
you assaulted my heart
    leaving it scarred and bleeding
my spirit tattered, shifting on the winds
            of lost loves, lies and betrayal
your exorcism will witness
            the death or life of me
if only the scent of wildflowers were once again intoxicating
             whispering sweet nothings in my ear

© 2013 Frieda P


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Wow! Too intense yet submissive thought, I find some struggle to achieve the independent life out from the former. This is a realistic piece, we can’t move if still there is a trace or the shadow of the past that hunting us. Better we clean our self in the rain of fire.

Lovely Piece Frie :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

11 Years Ago

ha Can't hurt right, although try not to when people are around, they'll think you're off your rocke.. read more
Marc Marlon Villaflor

11 Years Ago

lol :) yes
Frieda P

11 Years Ago

xD



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Wow, this one is incredible.... The torment of ridding the heart of the person that broke it...
Beautifully written, from the heart, and so so human...

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

11 Years Ago

You're so kind Horizon, so happy you enjoyed this one, thanks so much.
Wow! Too intense yet submissive thought, I find some struggle to achieve the independent life out from the former. This is a realistic piece, we can’t move if still there is a trace or the shadow of the past that hunting us. Better we clean our self in the rain of fire.

Lovely Piece Frie :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

11 Years Ago

ha Can't hurt right, although try not to when people are around, they'll think you're off your rocke.. read more
Marc Marlon Villaflor

11 Years Ago

lol :) yes
Frieda P

11 Years Ago

xD

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Added on April 3, 2013
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Frieda P
Frieda P

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If you want to know me, read my poetry, it's all in there. I am a mother of three sons (my finest moments) a sister, a survivor and a little bit crazy. I lost my beloved sister to suicide, so you'll.. more..

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