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Medusa
She tortures souls with trinity
Around the dark of her humanity
Masking uncontrollable fear
To only peek her head up to kill (with a stare)
The men that dare marvel at her beauty
All emotions shut down,
when lifting the veil
Presenting the monster within
Chasing all that try away,
then weeping silently to herself (in the middle of the night)
Coming to (what she thinks is) the only conclusion
Withstand the hurt, never to be loved
Use passion for only sexual encounters
Feed the need then piss on the ashes
Yet still managing to make herself the victim
Hopeless and defeated by insanity
Only seeing love through a wineglass (while she drinks alone)
Envious yet never venturing
Saying goodbye to those that get too close
True love is turned to stone
Around the dark of her humanity
Masking uncontrollable fear
To only peek her head up to kill (with a stare)
The men that dare marvel at her beauty
All emotions shut down,
when lifting the veil
Presenting the monster within
Chasing all that try away,
then weeping silently to herself (in the middle of the night)
Coming to (what she thinks is) the only conclusion
Withstand the hurt, never to be loved
Use passion for only sexual encounters
Feed the need then piss on the ashes
Yet still managing to make herself the victim
Hopeless and defeated by insanity
Only seeing love through a wineglass (while she drinks alone)
Envious yet never venturing
Saying goodbye to those that get too close
True love is turned to stone
Published 16th May 2016
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16th May 2016 10:02pm
Good good poetry
Many women suffer in silence
Without able to emotionaly give
to the point of love
Be it the past the trigger
Or just as is
But many women all the same
And beautiful each and every one
Including the men that stay by their side.
Many women suffer in silence
Without able to emotionaly give
to the point of love
Be it the past the trigger
Or just as is
But many women all the same
And beautiful each and every one
Including the men that stay by their side.
16th May 2016 11:05pm
Very true. I wrote this poem about a girl who has bipolar. I know first hand how it is to be with someone that has this disorder, but I tried to write this in the girls point of view. Being scared to love and all.
17th May 2016 10:13am
17th May 2016 00:55am
"Use passion for only sexual encounters
Feed the need then piss on the ashes
Yet still managing to make herself the victim"
poetically perfect..
love Crim
Feed the need then piss on the ashes
Yet still managing to make herself the victim"
poetically perfect..
love Crim
18th May 2016 10:02am
