Secret Lives

[Guest Silver]

This is one of the poems I've written recently. Its not that great, but its taken me the longest to write. If I ever get these poems of mine published (doubt it), this is going in it.

Secret Lives

By Shawn (aka Silver)

There is something symbolic about

A roll of generic Ace-bandages

Tucked away under the bed

Secured in an Adidas shoebox.

Something about all those years

Of cleaning the crusty redness

From the metal strip broken from

The orange Venus under the sink.

Something soft and secret

That blue lines and black ink

Were never enough to hold.

Something buried in the

Beating blue of human veins.

Its somewhere in those dresses,

Ripped to shreds just like

Those pale, pale wrists.

Or, perhaps, its in the hours

Stolen for the songs that

Tear out those papier-mâché hearts.

When veins are sliced out

And crimson tears fall.

Mostly, its in all the

Words no mouth betrayed.

The ones ever never spoken.

Screams caught and murdered

In the throats to which

They were born.

The ones that whispered

“But I’m a boy,” and

Died in silence.

Yes, there is something symbolic

About it all, something about

Scars that will never heal.

[Sally]

Silver,

That is a beautifully yet disturbing poem. The images are so stark and sad. I hope that you are feeling better now. This is from deep within those areas that somehow only come out when we write.

Love ya,

Sally

[Guest Silver]

Thanks? Yeah, this is something i worked on mainly when i felt depressed, but i think it says a lot about me. It helped me get things out that didn't want to leave.

And I am feeling better.

[Guest Evan_J]

Oh wow dude. "Awful" feelings but incredible skill.

[Guest Zabrak]

Writing things is a good way to get out bottled up frustration. Its a peaceful way.

You have good skills but the poem gives disturbing images like Sally said...

[Guest Emily.SoCal]

Very intense. So many effective visuals. And yeah, a bit on the disturbing side. But hey, I write disturbing poems too. It feels good to get it out, yeah?