Words

Words

A Poem by Simona
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they hurt...

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Words

There is something about sitting in the dark
with only a piece of technology being the spark.

There is something about sitting in silence
without any words to give you guidance.

Guidance of where your mind should go,
Guidance of where your thoughts should fall.

And that scares me.

But fear does not stop the "but what if?" the "what could be?"

First I said "What could be?".
"What would be?".

Now I say we will see.

And  I turn off the lights,

only the screen of my computer is bright.

I close my eyes and blankly search my mind.


Oh the wonders I find.


But don’t get confused.

You still don’t know in what way “wonders” was used.


Can someone now please tell me why?

The first thing my mind went to were words that make me want to cry.


Hearing them once is enough

But they felt the need to repeat them self more than a thousand times, that’s rough.


And tell why, now I wish I had never heard a sound? 

Wish I was born deaf.

But why do I also feel that even then they still wouldn’t have left?


Well even if I’m deaf and even if I had never heard a sound in my life,

the expressions on their faces would still be like a sharp knife.


 Now I also wish I was born blind, to have never seen a thing.


And you know what I think.


Now I wish I was never born at all, and speared this world some pain.


 I know this sounds insane.


But it’s only the dark and the silence that make me feel this way, and the people that feel the need to say,

to say those words that hunt my mind.


But I’m always understanding and kind.


So that’s why now,

I’ll say this bow.


F**k the dark, I’ll turn on a light!


F**k the silence, I’m turning the music up to the highest height!


F**k the words and f**k the people that put them here,

Because I'm making them disappear. 

© 2017 Simona


Author's Note

Simona
ignore grammar problems English is not my first language so...

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your meaning and message is loud and clear
I especially liked the progressive nature this piece took as you described the harshness of the dark ... the unknown
well done

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Simona

6 Years Ago

Thank you so much. ♥
Such urgent expression in this poem. Like the best poetry, it breathes in the moment alone. Each line is lucidly replaced by the next, in beautiful transitions.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Simona

6 Years Ago

Thank you so much for the kind words. They really mean a lot to me it pushes me to write and create .. read more
John Fitzgerald

6 Years Ago

My pleasure Simona 😊

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Added on June 9, 2017
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Tags: words, sad, love, mind, games, hurt

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Simona
Simona

Skopje, Macedonia



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