Blood Poisoning

Somewhere in my blood there is poison

     a curse that was infused at conception

this snake has reared its ugly head

         acting as if a terminal illness

wrapped itself around my soul

         molded and shaped my world

sins of the father's putrefied covenant

         why should the petal be accursed

written in crimson scriptures

         evidence pervades in my positure

instilled beliefs a daily threat

    carried the weight upon vestal shoulders

humiliation & shame a constant reminder

        the source remains my doctrine of order

legend of the fall, epic sad sagas of history

     

          written in the tainted stain of patrimony

                  ~never to be passed down through the ages

Reviews

[redflutterby]

Every line speaks of the dark inheritance left to abuse survivors. You bare it here with force but also vulnerability. The first and last lines are a clear statement. The poison in your blood will not be passed on. Thank you sweet friend for sharing this despite that shame you feel. How hard that must be.. hugs!! X

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much Red, it something that still baffles me, how could...meh, not even going there, but you know what I mean, thanks so much for your support! xo

[Mehak Mushtaq]

Dark and cold. I like it. A really nice title and idea, Blood poisoning.

[Frieda P]

Thanks Mehak.

[KAOlmsted]

Harsh write...brutal, in fact. I always read these visceral pieces you write with a sneer on my face...always the sneer...not for you, of course, you know that *laugh* Holy cats, imagine someone who doesn't know us reading that and then starting a flame war with me because I said I was sneering at Frieda P's writing xD This fooking place ;-)

Anyway...

*sneer*

This is exceptional work.

[Frieda P]

Lol, that made me actually laugh out loud, now we have to check ourselves before we can leave a review...stop sneering at me! ;-) Thanks, much appreciate your face, no matter what the fook it's doing!

[KAOlmsted]

It's funny because it's true ;-) Always my pleasure, ma'am...xoxo

[Frieda P]

Hey thanks, I needed that laugh bad!! You're better than Belvedere ;-) xo

[KAOlmsted]

xoxo

[Jack...]

These chains ever so tightly wrapped around your nightmares, poison flows in your mind and will not abate, life is not what it was meant to be. These scars are endless and the pain constant. When you write Frieda, we feel. Sometimes we feel good and sometimes we feel pain, your pain. If only I could find the words to lift this pain from you, if it took my last breath, I would write that poem

[Frieda P]

Thanks Jack, much appreciate your kindness, it was a tough write, but cathartic in many ways....