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Every time I let you in
You turn your back on me
Rub my face in all your muck
For all my Angels to see.
It's misery
This place I'm in
The dark I see
Consuming me
I only linger here like bait
To write more poems about hate
I only put up a fight
To see how hard my fears can bite
I only cut myself to find
How deep inside my demons hide.
You turn your back on me
Rub my face in all your muck
For all my Angels to see.
It's misery
This place I'm in
The dark I see
Consuming me
I only linger here like bait
To write more poems about hate
I only put up a fight
To see how hard my fears can bite
I only cut myself to find
How deep inside my demons hide.
Published 16th Oct 2012
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9th Jan 2018 5:18pm
I like the style and emotion in this write.
being consumed by the dark
"I only linger here like bait "- nice imagery, its been a minute since i'd been fishing but using hearts as bait attracts a special kind of creature.
very strong emotion in that last stanza
"I only put up a fight
To see how hard my fears can bite
I only cut myself to find
How deep inside my demons hide."- great writing here,and it can be hard not to let us be pushed to the breaking point and beyond.to be human is something i would hardly wish on my worst enemy, but still we carry on.
splendid poem lianne, thought provoking and inspiring.
keep'em coming.
being consumed by the dark
"I only linger here like bait "- nice imagery, its been a minute since i'd been fishing but using hearts as bait attracts a special kind of creature.
very strong emotion in that last stanza
"I only put up a fight
To see how hard my fears can bite
I only cut myself to find
How deep inside my demons hide."- great writing here,and it can be hard not to let us be pushed to the breaking point and beyond.to be human is something i would hardly wish on my worst enemy, but still we carry on.
splendid poem lianne, thought provoking and inspiring.
keep'em coming.
