Watson 1992

Bright lights 
 
 
Day fall
 
 
So glad you 
Ignored my call
 
 
As I suffer
 
 
In these sheets
 
 
My dry lips rub
Against my teeth
 
 
The smell of blood
 
 
Is on my breath
 
 
With the taste of 
Guilt and shame
 
 
can you hear me now?
 
 
can you hear me now?
 
As I choke on your name.
 
can you hear me now?
 
As you cut me again.
 
can you hear me now?
 
You're just the same.
 
I bang my head 
To the sound of silence
 
Will you calm me down?
Or treat me to your violence?
 
 
As i kissed your lips
You forced a grim alliance
 
 
Is it really science?
Or just mental defiance?

Reviews

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I sense a lot of cynicism in this well delivered poem. I would go with mental defiance ;)

[Brittany Zedalis]

Wow. This would make a good spoken word poem, I think. Really great work. :)