Each penetrate so
Far that, at once I breathe.
Gouged flesh drips with pure pleasure,
Heightened emotions relieve me.
Interesting how pain creates bliss?
Jealousy pushes shrapnel deeper than
Knives in the hands of a murdering woman.
Leave me in peace to bleed away my agony!
Moments like this, I pray, will release me from this world
Never again will I allow my past to hurt me
Opium is not the answer, Therapy is!
People helping me through a long process of
Quiet reflection of my past years,
Reliving those painful times creates:
Screams that I thought I'd buried, and
Tears dredged up from blood stained pools.
Understand the cause to
Vanquish the effects.
Walls can then fall.
I've read this peace of art a few times and I have to give it to you. The format is great but the words you have used a the icing to the cake. I can picture this woman living in pure agony, one that has not delt with all the unresolved issues and the trauma she had endured. Opium is certainly not the answer and therapy is and can be successful to an extend. We need to reach the root to the problem. The past can reflect on our future unless we can free ourselves from it. I could go on and on. Deserves to win.
An easy nomination for sure. You aced the form and it flawed with ease. Loved the emotions within the line, and loved the positivity you had although the poem had some vivid dark images.
3 years ago
Michael I knew that you would do this form proud, this is fantastic and completely seamless! you have a great word choice in here and I like the break in the poem too, it has actually made me review how I look at creating ABC's.....Nominated as I think this deserves to be on the front page.
3 years ago
by Ben Pickard
This is brilliant Michael - I haven't seen many ABC poems on here but I love this. The separation works well here as it draws a dividing line between hopelessness and hope.