Mercy And Magnificance

Life of debauchery-but why?

I came unto the world

A screeching, whining ball of purple

Mama could never grow to love

What she knew was never hers

The grimy flat encircled me

A wallflower that could never stretch

Up those walls,out to the sun

And feel the fresh air on my pallor

I wandered, lonely as a cloud

And found

The world was a few miles or two

Bigger than the council home that

I was warned was the best place to be

"Safe from those boys, those sins..."

I found solace in all those things

I treasured all that hurt

Made orifices bleed and the wallowing guilt

That followed shortly after.

The pain felt so good, so sharp and so real.

After being so numb for so long

I rocked on the spittle covered floors

And I cried

For a childhood lost and memories best left uncovered

Like a fresh grave,  my wounds healed

I cursed my mother

Who didn't have a heart

Who couldn't love me quite enough.

I couldn't even blame her; I entered her world unwelcomed

A child of sorrow with a dark future

I was invisable but glad-I couldn't cope in the light

My eyes would be scorched, I retreat gladly

Like a sewer specimen

And be glad

That they embraced me

Me!

The w***e, the junkie, the blasphemer and the demon.

Author's Note

Ignore grammar, I was in quite the hurry!

Reviews

[just_teague]

First off, I love the allusion to “lonely as a cloud”. Your poem here is mostly written in first person, but when written in third person your terminology becomes more pointedly self-deprecating, which is where the stark contrast can be seen between your title and your content. Very good work. I’m loving the religious connotations as well, along with your dark fantastic imagery (bleeding orifices, fresh grave, scorched eyes). I’m mostly wondering if you mean this to be an autobiography, or if it addressed to one person in particular. Your last few lines proclaim an indefinite “They”. Perhaps you could make that more clear. “I rocked on spittle covered floors” is a good line! You’ve got a strong base of writing skill. Keep it going.

[Emma Flemming]

This is very well written. Emotional and pained filled, it speaks of a lot of anger.

[Ethale Captor]

Excellent. Absolutely amazing. A poem that catches the attention from the start and unfolds into something no one could guess. I like that it is original and though it is words, it speaks loudly.

[Elena Covaci]

Thank you so very very much!! :)

[Ethale Captor]

No problem.