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Scissors, please
I ache for freedom.
For that cold, metal key
Just the right combination,
Just the right fee…
I want my soul free
From your malevolent strings
I’ve been gripping for life on
You’re severed, stripped wings
Spiraling quickly
Into your chemical sea.
Who can love an empty vessel?
Who swims in venomous seas?
I labored in your death camp
Let you strip my dignity
Let you perch upon my shoulder
In stoic sovereignty.
For that cold, metal key
Just the right combination,
Just the right fee…
I want my soul free
From your malevolent strings
I’ve been gripping for life on
You’re severed, stripped wings
Spiraling quickly
Into your chemical sea.
Who can love an empty vessel?
Who swims in venomous seas?
I labored in your death camp
Let you strip my dignity
Let you perch upon my shoulder
In stoic sovereignty.
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Re: Scissors, please
The call to freedom from the soul of the oppressed. I feel the heaviness and weight of this bearing down heavy, as though the body had transformed into a petrified perch whose splintered marrow had long dried out of any feeling.
Grace under fire.
Grace under fire.
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1st Jul 2015 11:34pm
Re: Scissors, please
1st Jul 2015 11:09pm
"Spiraling quickly / Into your chemical sea." So hard not to be pulled under by someone who keeps floundering. You offer support but if he keeps choosing drugs over an amazing woman like you then the scissors might be the way to go. He might have to hit bottom and rise of his own volition, maybe becoming stronger in the process. It's incredible that you've held on as long as you have, Virginia. My hat's off to you! This is a great write from your personal heart of darkness. I'm fairly sure there'll be light at the end. Hang in there sweet baby!
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Re: Scissors, please
1st Jul 2015 11:22pm
it all sounds really sad, but I doubt very much
if you could ever be stripped of your dignity,
your poem seems to be evidence of that...
if you could ever be stripped of your dignity,
your poem seems to be evidence of that...
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Re: Scissors, please
2nd Jul 2015 00:57am
I know too well the weight of a toxic, oppressive relationship. Whether it's a man, woman or a drug. It must be severed. Then the healing...and then, waking up, completely.
I love this, felt this. Excellent composition.
I love this, felt this. Excellent composition.
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Re: Scissors, please
2nd Jul 2015 4:03am
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2nd Jul 2015 5:49am
Re: Scissors, please
2nd Jul 2015 4:05pm
This is a power punch of a poem my dear Virginia! I love it. You are so strong! This reads like it is coming from your core, a true desire to fly from the heart of an eagle. Don't let chains hold you down, bust right through and do what you want to do.
Seriously love the flow and the strength in this poem.
Seriously love the flow and the strength in this poem.
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Re: Scissors, please
2nd Jul 2015 6:30pm
Very powerful poem can feel heartfelt emotion dripping from every word inked here. Good job
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Re: Scissors, please
2nd Jul 2015 9:25pm
Re: Scissors, please
4th Jul 2015 12:38pm
There are two things I ask before cutting such ties. How thick are the cords, and where will the ends go once they are cut: drop to the ground or snap back at me. But freedom is your birthright and, in my opinion, giving someone that is love. "into your chemical sea" has beautiful connotations. You end with a rational motive to have access to your freedom. But who is holding the scissors? As usual, you exude just the right of emotion, VP.
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Re: Scissors, please
6th Jul 2015 10:40pm
God, I'm so there right now! You put it better than I would have though.
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