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Susan Rippe
My mind topples, spinning out of control,
The words come abruptly,
So abrupt...
The emotions I held inside for all these years,
The feelings I did not show,
I can not stop the flow of the pain.
For these are things you did not know.
The words I do not hear,
Words pouring out of me,
Coming from deep within,
Flowing through time and space,
They are sure to leave a bitter taste.
Words so harsh, it will cut like a knife,
Ripping through your heart,
Words I can not undo,
Words that should not be,
Through the many years,
Building a wall of tears,
You were too’ blind to see.
Too’ many tears,
Too’ many for one to bear,
You held the power when you broke me,
When you played a game,
You never played fair.
Now I am strong,
My words cut deeper than any abuse,
Here I stand; ME.
it is I that I introduce.
For now you stand alone,
Just you and my words,
I’m leaving.
I do not love you,
Goodbye.
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