Infection

Infection

A Poem by HypnoticallyPoetic

It hurts
feels like infection
that topical medication can't soothe
No open wounds
So I can't prove
that the pain is in my soul
it doesn't show
I'm paralyzed
paraplegically speaking
I'm weak in the knees
words leaking like a gunshot wound
to my thoughts
bleeding heavily
through my mouth
Emotions hemorraghing
clotted verbs and adjectives
hinder an objective view
cloud out everything but
you
me, I, us, and we
pronouns profoundly
predominate my vocabulary
blocking my capilliariaries
but numbness won't come
I can still feel the drum of your heart
against my ear
Pounding like a migrane
No relief...
no morphine no novocaine
just grit my teeth and endure the pain
Broken hearts and fractured dreams
hope gushing out in arterial streams
If I'm so cold and heartless...
...how can I feel you in my dreams?
The constant ache
has me hallucinating and I can't explain it
Left itching a phantom limb
like an amputee patient
the inflammation itself is gone
but the memory remains as
thickened scar tissue
guarding my love and
harboring distrust and
telling me I mustn't...
open up
Gashes become gangrenous
when left untended
when unguarded against infection
and become useless
just dead flesh
freshly decaying in my heart
I can't remove it
I've no idea quite where it starts
and it hurts too much to touch
so I just
cover it with layers of antibitics
and indifference
A bandaid treatment
for something that goes deeper
needing stitches and surgery
to repair the wounds in me
There's just no soothing me
I'd just as soon be dead
because then I wouldn't feel
Maybe time will heal
but I'll never be the same
An exoskeleton, a shell
with a tattoo of your name

© 2008 HypnoticallyPoetic


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Ah, how the meaning of these words colide with my emotions. It's truly a great write. You used so many good "create me a picture" phrases. I enjoyed this one very much.

Posted 16 Years Ago


This sounds truly of a broken heart. Uniquely described using medical terminology, is quite a different style than I've read before. Good write. Thank you for sharing. Debileah

Posted 16 Years Ago



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Added on April 15, 2008

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