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    dots Submission Name: Go Awaydots
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    Author: SweetAndOhSoME
    ASL Info:    17/f/Here
    Elite Ratio:    8 - 252/96/64
    Words: 419
    Class/Type: Poetry/Dark
    Total Views: 166
    Average Vote:    No vote yet.
    Bytes: 2898



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       Its a lil bit darker than the things i usually write.

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    Cannot listen to the screams,
    not even one more time.
    Cannot feel the breath that steams,
    searching out my crime.

    It is silent,
    yet, peace is far from found.
    I am on my knees as I repent.
    Wishing for no more sound.

    Now it begins.
    Harsh, echoing scream after scream.
    Behind a door lies all our sins,
    an entry way barred by a fragile seam.

    A pound shakes the walls,
    as the fragile body hits the ground.
    A stranger calls.
    Is this what makes the world go round?

    A door creaks.
    Yet another slaughter.
    The unfamilar lady shrieks,
    "Do not touch my daughter!"

    I blink back unconcerned surprise.
    Not again, it's not something my heart can take.
    The lady cries.
    As she is broken, I ,too, am about to break.

    I am hardly aware,
    there are tears brimming in my eyes.
    I swear there is naught to share.
    Everything is lies.

    A brief recongnition clouds my imagination,
    Might I know that defeated woman?
    The man is laughing at the catastrophe of his creation.
    A bad omen.

    I vaguely see her move.
    A small twitch.
    She had nothing to prove.
    "Witch!"

    I hear the man's cry,
    as his foot connects.
    The woman doesn't try.
    I know what happens next.

    The lady hits the wall.
    A gasp escapes her lips.
    On her hands and knees she will crawl,
    as the blood drips.

    She doesn't strike me,
    as a witch.
    On her broom, a witch flies free.
    She'd be out of here in a pinch.

    A witch of magic?
    Say a spell.
    The end doesn't have to be tragic.
    Oh, I know too well.

    A witch feels only fear.
    She has no spells,
    to get us out of here.
    Woe to the one who tells.

    His evil grin,
    like darkness that spreads.
    Staining my innocent heart with sin.
    Innocent minds in broken heads.

    "Please,"
    whispers she-who-cries.
    I freeze.
    This is the truth behind the lies.

    He advances,
    and she runs sobbing from the room.
    I am in one of my trances,
    ignoring my soul's doom.

    ...
    ...
    ...
    ...

    I watch him leave,
    pulling my hair,
    knowing what I can't retrieve.
    I can't care.

    The cause of maim?
    She-who-cries,
    I do not blame.
    It is just myself and the many eyes.

    Dare, ask me how I fare.
    I might reply,
    I swear there is naught to share.
    Everything is a lie.




    Submitted on 2008-07-20 01:27:47     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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    ||| Comments |||
      i am confused, i had started reading and interpreted it as perhaps childhood abuse, then the more i read it seemed that you were having an out-of-body-type past life experience back in the era of witch hunts?

    it has a lot of emotion and i found the subject matter perturbing, but i found that i read to the end and started again.

    interestingly, studies on the witch hunt years concluded that climactic changes caused a bacteria to grow on the staple food at that time; wheat. ingestion induced hallucinagenic nightmares and people, not understanding what was happening, started killing each other out of fear.

    horrible.

    i love that you are young and honour your voice already. you are well ahead :)

    biska
    | Posted on 2009-04-17 00:00:00 | by biska | [ Reply to This ]
      It was long but i could not stop reading, It's basically common sense to what is going on in your poem, but you never actally say that the man is beating the woman and the child. Which i have read far too many poems where that is all they say basically. But this poem does not make me roll my eyes and i love that. Keep up the good work!!

    Cry
    | Posted on 2008-09-15 00:00:00 | by WhY-dO-yOu-CrY | [ Reply to This ]
      
    | Posted on 2008-07-20 00:00:00 | by jermwerm | [ Reply to This ]


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