As the Cavity Festers and Dies

As the Cavity Festers and Dies

A Poem by KWP

my heart was big 

bursting 

every direction 

for love was never a ticketed line 

within me 


and then you 


a look 

a touch 

the moments shared

you smothered the rhythmic pulse 


cutting of the intake 

you took it all for yourself 

leaving me

beating wild with misplaced fervour 


you held it high 

my heart 

like a trophy 

you knew it was yours to keep


my naivety gave it away 


the once blissful 

patterned pulse 

creating my life’s equilibrium 

was gone 


unselfishly you consumed my heart 

devoured

sucked every last murmur as

a gift to yourself 


for now I 

can only stare down at the vacant cavity 

it’s festering


and this was your gift to me 

© 2018 KWP


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A difficult read, this one. It's good, mind you, but difficult, because I've been there.

Posted 5 Years Ago


unselfishly you consumed my heart
devoured
sucked every last murmur as
a gift to yourself

Mmm I wonder what they get out of it....
Taking it all away...and then it's just the hollow
Almost feel like they sucked our soul out of its light....I love your creations...they speak to me on a soul level....


Posted 5 Years Ago


Wow such a strong impression of how it is to be drained of life and love... This was a good write thank you for sharing it...

Posted 5 Years Ago


man...such a clear cut image KWP ...well done ... the innocent butterfly captured and held so all its powder is rubbed off...wings tearing raggedly in the grasp and falling spent on the ground...you inspire me ...men, for the most part do this sort of thing tho i have met a woman who was just like that too ...feeding off the wellspring with disregard and then tripping on down the road singing their happy little trampling song ... great stuff...your unique style shines bright in this one says i!
E.

Posted 5 Years Ago


he broke your heart,a damage for life. but i bet he really didn`t mean to

Posted 5 Years Ago


I'm not sure if this is about a good thing or a terrible thing. Probably not a good thing.

But if I do a little mental gymnastics I can find a positive spin to this.

Of course, that all depends on how you value things. Is it the love you once had that you long for or do you appreciate the open space to love again in a different way? (I'm probably stretching a little too much with that interpretation)

It's very good though; anything that makes the reader think and feel in an ambiguous way but still an organized way is a sign of an excellent idea and execution.


Posted 5 Years Ago


KWP

5 Years Ago

See you out there ...
Davidgeo

5 Years Ago

You might regret this. Basically what we will be doing is collaborating... I really am quite unple.. read more
KWP

5 Years Ago

Oooh even better ... let me observe your distaste at what I create .... sounds kinda perfext X

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KWP

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