For All That I Couldn't

For All That I Couldn't

A Poem by Vincent Cuccolo
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A collaboration by my friend Dina and I

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Tear me down

To wake me up

Annihilate me in the heat of the moment

To make me realize

These ashes hold meaning

Give me your all, for all the times that I couldn’t

 

Our pendulum of devotion

Rocks the balance of lust

Outwits gravity

Toys with the friction

Of letting go or hanging on

For a truth or bitter sweet consequence

Lightning memories strike my fear

Releasing this heart for another go

At what I must consume inside this sheltered skin

When it jolts me in the gut I awaken

The weight of your touch

Pulls me into submission

Licking the taste of your forgiveness

Rip me open with remorse

Jaggedly, hurriedly 

The inner contents plague-black

Impure

Is this who I really am?

I’m scared

Unsure

 

Reflections gleam back a dark luster

Mirror, mirror

On the wall

Portrays the sickest of them all

The way I twist and bend

Your every word

Into the balloon beast I see fit

Hellish hands that sculpt lies

The fallacies I conjure

 

Fire ignites

Blasting through these veins

Coal eyes

Hollow, cold

Repetitive mechanism

Screeches to a halt

Slap faced reality stings

Leaves another mark for collection

You toyed with every fiber of my being

Is this what I want?

Turned on by this black canvas we torch

 

Cruelty, manipulation, deception

Stabbing me

Tearing apart my confused soul

The demons inside my head

Sing me a demented lullaby

For this sweet curse cradles me

In the arms of indifference

I wander through the dimensions of eternal sentiments

 

Lessons learned the hard way

As I fall into the cracks of your broken heart

A bottomless pit

Seeing your pain

Knowing your nightmare

The other side I was too proud to heed

Gouging my eyes at the horrific sight

 

I can stomach myself no longer

I’m frightfully ill

Demeaned

FRANTIC FOR REDEMPTION

To shed this careless skin

 

  2012 Vincent Cuccolo & Dina Darling

© 2012 Vincent Cuccolo


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Vincent Cuccolo
Vincent Cuccolo

Maplewood, NJ



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I was born on August 18th, 1990. I live in the US at Maplewood, NJ. Writing wasn't always my forte; I initially wanted to pursue drawing as a career. It wasn't until 2005 did I step my feet within the.. more..

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