Silent Freak

Silent Freak

A Poem by Danielle

Speak, speak, speak...
Oh how they wonder is she weak

A silent freak

The clothes she wears
Brings expensive nightmares

Black lipstick painted on her lips
Vampire nails on her bloody fingertips

Meaningless words she does not speak
They point, call her the freak

Her eyes are in such disguise
Tears she never cries

A freak she chooses to be
She speaks silently

© 2012 Danielle


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This is so modern I love it.. Hiding behind her shadow, i'm afraid the world shall never know.. who she really is. I'm inspired by this piece, great write.

Posted 11 Years Ago


From what I'm getting in this write is that silence is not weakness...Bravo

Posted 11 Years Ago


What a freaky piece. I love it!!!!

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Danielle

11 Years Ago

Thank you
Never judge a book by it's cover ;)

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Danielle

11 Years Ago

Exactly...
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Pax
humans are judgemental in nature, they speak whatever they want to, not minding the hurtful words the burried deep with a soul of an individual... sometimes i think who cares what they think, but deep down it hurts right... the thing is... silent is the best option but if its too much then its time to stand up to your beliefs...

A well expressed poem with nice rhyme...

Posted 12 Years Ago


great finish to this...We are always too quick in our judgement Appearences ARE deceptive...I know...I was a sixties rebel

Posted 12 Years Ago


many speak silently without ever saying a word. Their dress, their mannerisms, the look on their face or in their eyes, speaks volumes. Well done.

Posted 12 Years Ago


This whole poem reminds me of when I was sixteen I had a reoccurring nightmare about this 19-year-old witch who would drag my soul to the demon world and haunt me with this apathetic stare and would never say a word as she summoned demons and monsters to terrorize me. There were other nightmares of her tricking me into thinking she was helping me out of the demon world but later I'd come to realize she had trapped me there and was only luring me in deeper and then offer me as a sacrifice to her pagan God...that b***h, lol.
God, I hated those nights--thanks for making me have flashbacks xD lol jk!

This was really creepy, love the descriptions on the freak! I think this poem could be expanded on more though, maybe more detail on how she feels towards those that judge her...maybe she's misunderstood because of her appearance? Just a suggestion.

Keep up the good work!
;]

~Angel

Posted 12 Years Ago



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