Death's Backdoor

Death's Backdoor

A Poem by Frieda P
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Dedicated to my dear friend RIP x

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We hide away in safe little alcoves
     hoping that no one will see
the shame imprinted in blood
   soul screaming out in affliction
heartbeats skip in shades of braille
   washed away by tides of grief
tucked in lace hankies of apprehension
   inklings of grey conceptions leak
spun dry in the machine made by man
markings can't be erased in a cycle
  for a legacy of lies, darkened by secrets
scars run deeper than earthy crust
   dark moons passed over in the light
    truth obstructed at death's backdoor

© 2013 Frieda P


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I love this one. It is so tragically beautiful. The pain is seering. That place where we hide on the brink of madness to cover our shame from those we love...to call it deaths back door...very creative, and very true. It's almost as if death beckons to us in those moments of wekness. Those moments of human vulnerability. And this song that you've chosen is so haunting! I absoutely love it. It's going into my stock pile of writing music. Truly gave me goose bumps. Well done.

Posted 10 Years Ago


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Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Brink of madness, so apropos right about now, thanks for your words here Kristin, muchly appreciated.. read more



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Such heartfelt sadness here, the music actually made me cry, many sad poems here today, think I might need a break. Very sorry for your loss.

Posted 10 Years Ago


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Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Thank you r&b...much appreciate your visit.
I thought I was out of that loop , infinity, eight, but damn your piece kicked my butt.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

10 Years Ago

It never ends, I know what you mean, something will trigger those feelings and you're off and runnin.. read more
My answer was too dark,sleep made me see....

Posted 10 Years Ago


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Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Sorry lee, seems death brings it round again....
One's pain ends, another's begins. This vicious cycle all caused by hate and evil. Does it ever end? Our hands and our hearts are held out to you, dear sweet poet and friend. We cry for your loss and offer our words, hoping in some small way they ease the grief you are feeling. You are in our thoughts.

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Frieda P

10 Years Ago

I wish I had an answer to that question Jack, it seems not from this view. Muchly appreciate your s.. read more
I believe that when we die our pain ends and we are finally safe from those who harmed us. I know what it is like to lose a friend to violence. I stood by his sister during the joke of a trial. Slap on the wrist...no true justice served. My heart broke at the fact that in death he was treated as he had been most of his life. Without worth....

Too hide in the shadows filled with shame is an atrocity no child or woman should face. Our society is partly responsible for that. Looking away from the problem won't make it go away!! RIP to all those who have been taken by this sickness!!

Posted 10 Years Ago


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redflutterby

10 Years Ago

You have it always.... you know that!! xo
Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Yes I do know, sometimes words just need to be said. xo
redflutterby

10 Years Ago

;-)x

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If you want to know me, read my poetry, it's all in there. I am a mother of three sons (my finest moments) a sister, a survivor and a little bit crazy. I lost my beloved sister to suicide, so you'll.. more..

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