Crushed Treasure

Crushed Treasure

A Poem by SilentLullabies

You cut, stabbed, and slashed

Your way through my heart,

Crushing the small pieces under your feet,

Picking up the large chunks

to cut them down to size.

Each wound dug deeper,

Chipping away piece after piece,

Getting closer to the ruby core.

My heart was a rainbow of colors

Before you came along.

Now the pieces that are left

Look like rotting meat,

Tinged black and brown and crimson.

It is no longer

beautiful and whole.

When you finally

get to the treasure core,

You hold it in your hands so gently,

As if you're afraid to break it.

But I know better.

Your eyes are full of malicious intent.

Your hands squeeze the ruby red beauty

Between their sandpaper rough fingers.

It is now crushed and bleeding,

A bruised mess

No longer resembling my once beautiful heart.

Finally, your grip loosens

And you drop it onto the ground,

Laughing.

You sprinkle a light dusting

Of cigarette ash

Over top of it

And then ground it in

With your new, snow white shoes.

Then you walk away.

 

And I cry after you leave.

Not before.

You can't see my tears.

You can't know they're for you.

 

 

© 2011 SilentLullabies


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A stunning write, the pain and emotion from this is touching. Keep writing.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Great write..

Posted 13 Years Ago


Painful emotion that invoked the need for comfort and pity in all of us, great timeing and relaxed flow, good read, well done.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Wow, this is, brimming with emotion and pain. Its brilliant. YOu can feel your anger, like its leaping of the screen into others blood. Well done, I can't say that enough. I love this part: You cut, stabbed, and slashed Your way through my heart, Crushing the small pieces under your feet, Picking up the large chunks
to cut them down to size. Each wound dug deeper, Chipping away piece after piece, Getting closer to the ruby core.
I can relate and its a powerful read :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


Such anger and pain. keep writing

Posted 13 Years Ago


A portrait of Heartbreak in a golden frame.
Touching work.

Posted 13 Years Ago


My hear was a rainbow of colors
before you came alone.
Awesome!

Posted 13 Years Ago


Sad and very well descriptive!

Posted 13 Years Ago


Really good Aysha. In fact it's so good that when i first typed this it was in all caps but i thought that would be too much so now it's not all in caps so yeah :)
I loved the poem though

Posted 13 Years Ago



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SilentLullabies
SilentLullabies

Grand Rapids, MI



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My name is Aysha. I struggle with depression and a bad case of anxiety. I'm sure there are other mental issues somewhere in my head no one has bothered to diagnose me with. I used to write on here a l.. more..

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