Description: I just sat down and wrote... I've not checked it for mistakes nor rhyme.
I'm just really disappointed in friends becoming idiots...
and the ones I trust ... well enough said.
I'm sick of hurting.......
I never meant to hate you
with the darkness of eyes born of torment you held me
and pleaded for your safety.
Known but to a few you said,
known by no-one who mattered till this day
and cared for by the depth of self and no more
I never meant to want you
nor open an organ used too much over time
and let your warmth inside.
Still care persists below the disappointment
worming it's way beyond the defensive calm
opening it's cracks where you should never be
nor never should have known
At last though, I have judged you
have seen inside and known your self
have witnessed all you hid 'neath honour
and smelt the cardinal sin from whence
your own desires reclaimed
from where your true self,
your emotions, all were named...
this is scathing... im very glad it is not aimed at me... VERY glad...
im sorry you are hurt so much as to have to write something as powerful as this but from personal experience i know that true pain makes for the best poetry... i wish it didnt but it does...
i never meant... theres a lot of things in here you never meant to do but matters of the heart are never meant... they just happen... i never meant to hate you infers that there was love there first... on some level or other... some of the ideas conveyed in this write make the love sound very intimate too... seeing a lot of the other person and them seeing a lot of you that isnt normally shown to many people at all... i guess it makes the hurt even stronger and the hate even worse... i really am sorry...
the purity of hurt and anger in this piece comes through... i wouldnt tell you to change a thing even if i could...