Shards of paper

Shards of paper

A Poem by Rusty

Shards of paper
Litter the floor
Shards of paper 
Of what is no more

Shards of paper
Like shards of glass
Will rip up your insides
When swallowed too fast

Shards of emotion
In shards of desire
Dropping shards of water
On fingers of fire

Shards of hopes
Mixed in shards of dreams
Shards of what's broken
By shards of human beings

The confetti is faulty
The words cut like knives
When someone dismembers 
Parts of your life

The truth it is shattered
By the one that you'd trust
With your hopes and desires
Your love and your lust

But instead they scream liar 
The spit smears your face 
As shards of tears
Stream down your face

It would be so easy 
To pretend you don't care
To see how they meant to kill you
Once they lured you there

In shards of light
Of your soul laid to waste
The darkness descends
Shards of life beat to paste

When once it smelled candy
When once it smelled nice
Troops of vermin
Feed on maggot covered eyes

Sweep up the shards
They litter the place
Wipe clean all emotion
Make stone of my face

What mess do you speak of
Follow the sweep of my arm
In shards of honesty
I swept the s**t from this barn

In a barrel to burn
Shards of a story not read
No point in dreaming
I'm off to bed

© 2012 Rusty


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. very powerful work ... i've seen the ugliest hues of betrayal ... and you express them brilliantly ... above and beyond those attacks, i believe, is a place where we realize that the attackers are less in control than the attacked ... or, so i think ...

Posted 12 Years Ago


V e r y w e l l s t a t e d. Such a staccato style of spitting out these words. It is amazing how those who are supposed to care the most and who hold the power to hurt us the deepest do not take care better care with their words in that they slice into our hearts. But it happens. Is it purposeful and with mal-intent? Maybe. Maybe not. I like to think maybe not. The world is prettier that way. And with all those pieces of confetti paper littering the place, it is cleaner too. Thank you!

Posted 12 Years Ago



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