Sleeping Demons All On Its Own

Words unspoken better of unsaid,

Wounds dug deep should be left alone,

Mosters awoken go back to bed,

Leave the scab and let it heal on its own

 

Days go by and nothing changes,

The sun rises on angry faces,

The moon sets and words leave lips,

Claws dig into fleash and soul,

All these things better left alone

 

Is this how it's suppose to be?

Friends stabbing friends,

Enimies leaving kisses,

What have we all come to?

Is this the end?

 

Some wounds might never heal,

Some leave permanate scars,

Some wounds end up with a kill,

Some take time and only leave in part,

With these wounds I'll never know.

Reviews

[Angela]

This is such an emotive write. I hurt for the writer. Sometimes I wonder thoughts expressed in your first stanza are true. I'm beginning to think they may not be. Sometimes we have to rip that bandaids off that we have crafted and deal with the wound or it continues to fester. Nice write.

[jumbie's #1 fan]

reading your writing, i love how i would never expect it from you. i think you're a little emo kid inside. beautiful and vivid poetry though :)

[*Private Person*]

Whoa! This is really amazing and Yes thought provoking as well.
I loved this alot! Espec...the last stanza!
Well done.

[Bethany]

Wow, SO thought provoking. Even with a few grammatical errors this idea is portrayed very well. Top job.

[laughinglullaby]

dude i love love love this. its intense but amazing ^_^ and like she said all grown up :')

[trainwreck]

"Is this how its supposed to be?"
I don't know why, but that line grabbed my heart. This is fantastic. I think its the best you've ever written on your own. :') David's all growed up. Other than typos, again, I think this was perfect. If I was to edit it... (because I always butt in...)
"With these wounds I'll never know,
Except that I left them alone."

But then again, thats just me. Love you!
-Heidi