Go Unheard

It is what it is

Hearing my scream go unheard
Curled, folded in pain
Like a broken wing bird

The moon light shines in my eyes
Feeling his hands
Stripping my clothes
Every inch a piece of me dies

Careful he was
With the slaughter in the dark
Shred my soul
Tender enough not to leave a flesh mark

Bloodied and scratched is my skin
Praying to curse god
Blaming him
Telling where he should have been

Within in this hell there is a twist
Holding this knife
The blade has fallen in love with my wrist

I lack the courage , forcing me to miss
Taking a coward’s stand
Shaking in fear within my  Abyss

So I force myself  to forget
What happened that night
Some how feeling
This will make it right

I tell another soul not a word
With laughter I fool them
Hearing my screams go unheard.

Author's Note

Enjoy?...lol well tell me what you think

Reviews

[Stephen Scaggs]

Dear Shayne Harnden,

First of all, thank you for sending your read request. I am most glad that you have as I've found this poem as a precious pearl. Personally, I like the term 'inaudible' when referring to the thought of being unheard. But that's a choice of opinion.

"Careful he was
With the slaughter in the dark
Shred my soul
Tender enough not to leave a flesh mark"

"I lack the courage , forcing me to miss
Taking a coward’s stand
Shaking in fear within my Abyss"

These two verses were of my favorite in this poem. I would also make sure to spell check before you hit submit as I did notice a few grammar errors. But all together this and its meaning does exceed expectations in a world full of a lot of either bad poems or good poems. [: Anyways, thanks again. Great work. 10/10.

[LadyNaida]

Wow! I can related to a certain extent. I thought about it once but could not go through with it. This is deep.

[Calypso]

This is so good! Like I said before your writing are very good and I plan to continue reading anything you post. Take care.

[Luna]

Hmm. This is interesting, not my usual genre I'll admit. It is very interesting though. Good description. Great job.

[Greg Close]

It's wonderfully written and a well executed write - each portion building on the last leading to the conclusion. It's troubling to read also, because whether the subject matter is biographical for the writer or not, you know it certainly is biographical for somebody. It's well done though - I especially like how the particularly brutal event is so delicately but mercilessly described. "Careful he was / with the slaughter in the dark / shred my soul / tender enough not to leave a flesh mark" That was particularly powerful, and great job balancing two opposing concepts (careful slaughter and tender shredding). Gets better each time I read it!

[PaperHearts]

Wow! What a powerfully captivating write! It evoked such strong feelings of helplessness and struggle and, in some ways, defeat, and I found it almost painful and disturbing to read. Your choice of words were amazing, and were really effective in capturing the right mood for your poem. This was an unbelievable write. Nice work,
~PaperHearts

[Rachel]

"With laughter I fool them" What fun. Lest they shred your soul further, you fool them. I liked it. I liked it a lot.

[Emily Quinn]

i wanted to cry while reading this, I could feel the burdon of carrying such a secret alone, you wrote about a touchy subject, one that can either be writen too overbearing and feel fake or not hold enough attatchment in it but you most definitely found the perfect ballance. im glad to get this read request

[SilentDreamer]

Very nice. Flow's great. I like the line, "With laughter I fool them." Great job.

[Lola Nation]

disturbing and sad.

[_////---Elektrik Phanto..]

that's where i'm at right now. it's comforting to know i'm not alone. thanks :)