That Time Of Year

by N J Thornton   May 22, 2006


And that sickly feeling in the pit
Of my stomach and heart
Has returned - again,

It must be that time of year.

Like an aching clutch
Throttling my gut until
My throat becomes dizzy,
And my mouth leaks.
The stench is violent,
Like my memory -
Both expelled from my
Body.

Pupils dilated with
Bloody lines surrounding them.
They remind me of a marble
Centrepiece - cold - still,
Empty.

My speech is slurred,
But not a drop has passed these lips.
Nothing - but a drop
Of my own misery in a
Salty liquid form,
And it tastes better blended with
Waterproof mascara.

Finger nails blunted in
A last attempt to scratch
The pain away - forever,
Cast them away forever.
Then I'm reminded as
My not so friendly ghost
Still visits me with the many
"What if's" that follow...

I miss a part of myself
The part I let go in a brutal
Attempt to keep my innocence,
And freedom.
I miss the smile from my
Nightmares -
Creating this putrid feeling
In the pit of my stomach
and heart.

It must be that time of year.

**Interpret how you will, I know what this means to me.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Wallace

    Very good poem, I really enjoyed it, Great work, 5/5.

  • 17 years ago

    by R0SANA

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  • 17 years ago

    by kelS;

    I really liked this one. it was a really good poem! good job! 5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by Brittney Follett

    How can anyone NOT give you a 5/5? Jealously perhaps. This is an EXCELLENT poem. My favorite part is:

    My speech is slurred,
    But not a drop has passed these lips.
    Nothing - but a drop
    Of my own misery in a
    Salty liquid form,
    And it tastes better blended with
    Waterproof mascara.

    Again Great Job! 5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by xTheEcstasyOfSuicidex

    My speech is slurred,
    But not a drop has passed these lips.
    Nothing - but a drop
    Of my own misery in a
    Salty liquid form,
    And it tastes better blended with
    Waterproof mascara.
    ((Amazing how you described crying.. Just amazing))

    I really enjoyed this.. I know how I interpretted this, but I'd really like to know how you did.. Contact me and tell me if you can/want.
    Nicely written.. Very strong.. You're an amazing writer.

    xDarkSuicidex 5.5

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