My heart,
Full of whispers tonight,
Little voices that say,
Quick run and hide,
Before he finds
A way inside…
My heart,
Drawn up so tight,
Closed like a dam,
So the flood of emotions
Don’t overwhelm,
And drown me,
With their lies…
He comes,
He goes,
He stays,
He leaves me alone…
And always I wait,
Take him back,
Wondering if
It’s a mistake…
It always is,
My heart whispers,
Telling me
To close my ears,
Listen to my fears
Beating in my heart
Like crystal tears…
Crashing and bursting
Into tiny shards
That cut my fingers
When I try to clean them up…
Little pin pricks
Leaving tiny drops of blood,
On my heart,
On me,
And I wonder
Why he does not see,
He is slowly,
Killing me.
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Reviewed by Dwayne Pagnotto (Reader)
Reviewed on June 13, 2003
Dear Retta,
This was a lovely, and tragic piece. Lovely in the way it was written...but tragic in its content. You have captured here so well the vulnerability of a woman's heart. Since their heart is above all things most tender, it is more apt to forgive past mistreatment....and re-embrace that person who caused it pain in the hope that love slighted, will blossom and flower once more. Thus often enduring much sorrow....but becoming a more precious treasure for the one who treats that heart with the care it so deserves. Deeply emotional verse, and very well written...i weep with you.
Reviewed by Patrick Cassidy (Reader)
Reviewed on June 13, 2003
Transforming the pain of existance into a beautiful, haunting poem-that's our lot in life. Very nice write.
Reviewed by Debra Stiles, The Original Mister (Reader)
Reviewed on June 12, 2003
I know some this feeling...
"we can't escape Little voices that say,
Quick run and hide,
Before he finds
A way inside…"
Excellent pen
Mister
Like the contradictions of choice in this piece, Retta, it gives a feeling of losing, either way... Like being happy won't bring peace and acceptance, because there will always be those little voices...
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This was a lovely, and tragic piece. Lovely in the way it was written...but tragic in its content. You have captured here so well the vulnerability of a woman's heart. Since their heart is above all things most tender, it is more apt to forgive past mistreatment....and re-embrace that person who caused it pain in the hope that love slighted, will blossom and flower once more. Thus often enduring much sorrow....but becoming a more precious treasure for the one who treats that heart with the care it so deserves. Deeply emotional verse, and very well written...i weep with you.
"we can't escape Little voices that say,
Quick run and hide,
Before he finds
A way inside…"
Excellent pen
Mister
Yes,Satan Evil Is Slowly Killing All Of Us_
As In Man With Total GREED In His Heart(s)!
Great Write...
TRASK
This is so profound...
So very very sad...
Though written so well
Trixie :)
~Chrissie
You lay the emotions bare. A powerful pen you have.
~Joseph
Great verse.........
I feel less sorry for those who waste their love than those who love is wasted on.
I hope there are good days.
John
tony
-Michelle
This one is safd and painful your verses
are so intense with fear.
Peggy
Excellent write.
Bonnie
Jenni