of forgotten love
You, a beast with a snout
in princely clothing
Me, bloodied by your volatility
In those moments you killed instantly,
every small kindness
Take your bow,
this is the end
Don’t let the door hit you in the ass
Kira, over at My Pen, My Sword, started Wordle Wednesdays awhile back, and immediately I was addicted! She was on hiatus for a bit, dealing with some personal issues, but recently came back. So glad you’re back, Kira, and am happy you brought back Wordle Wednesday too, now with its very own site! Go visit Wordle Wednesdays, and get your creative juices flowing with a little poetry!
**I struggled putting this poem together. Usually they come very easily to me, the words just fly off the page at me, I grab them, arrange them, and am done in a couple minutes time. It didn’t happen that way today. I feel so shut down right now, like I can’t hardly write, the words won’t come because I have no feelings about anything right now.
Nailed it. 😉
Thanks! I feel like I have writer’s block right now, but keep writing crap trying to bust through it. I am pretty much emotionally dead right now.
Yeah, keep writing. It isn’t crap, by the way — it’s good. It’s therapy. I don’t know about you, but I can say so much in my writing that I can’t when I speak. It’s like your hands are on auto, even if your brain is at full stop…at least, for me, it is.
And the best part is that you can hit ‘delete’ at any time, and you can’t take back words once they’ve exited your mouth. You’ve got a lot to work through, m’dear, and this seems to be working for you. Keep writing, I’ll keep reading.
I will!! And thanks so much!
I loved your poem! The name, the emotion and the description of the plonker that was, I loved it. Also I loved the name, Fini.
Thanks Tric! I have felt so numb lately that when writing I feel like I can’t even get my point across, but it must not be as bad as I think! 🙂
The incredible thing is that the poem is fricking AWESOME as always! You always get the MVP on World Wednesdays. This poem was from the heart that is hurting. Keep writing…no matter what! It is working. Stay Strong!
Thanks dear!! You too!! Big girl pants on!! 🙂
Get the poison out. Work it, work it, work it. You think it’s never going to end but it will. It always does.
Just catching up. Happy belated birthday. A Cancer. Me, too. A most heartfelt bunch, we are.
I’m not a Cancer, I am an Aries, you couldn’t tell?? lol It was my WordPress 2 year birthday. 🙂
Is there an antidote you can take to get rid of bad relationships??
Doh! Wrong birthday.
Antidote = time. Same recipe for everyone.
Can I fast forward? 🙂