Uncontrollable ActionsA Story by Ivette CarinaMy pieces always have a way with words, a way to feel the intensity, to understand its pain, and to grasp its tenacity.I can’t control my actions My words, they bleed through my mouth The careless actions taken over you, by me Never to understand what those tears meant, Embracing the color of red, With every drop, drop, drop of pain I can’t control my sadness, The tears in my eyes, The frown, almost enough to see that I’m not
angry The almost pale color to my skin, That no one notices but me, My inner thoughts combined can never make me
ask for help, I keep myself from screaming because my mouth
is shut with silence, I carry myself to the water, wiping every drop
let down from my face, Only to have to wipe those same water marks a
second later, I can’t control my actions I’m ready now, Can anybody help me?
© 2012 Ivette Carina |
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Added on September 19, 2012 Last Updated on September 19, 2012 AuthorIvette CarinaJersey City, NJAboutI've been writing since I was a young child, its all that has kept me grounded as a person. It helps alleviate me from any pain, it allows me to respond to my own grief, and creates a vault or passage.. more..Writing
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