Duress

I know you've got knives
So go ahead and use them, 
There are thorns hidden up your sleeves,
I can see, 

I am not weak but I know that 
There is no escaping my own 
Destruction by your hand,
So on with it, go on, 

I'll clench my teeth and think of other things
Rather than the pain of 
Daggers presser harder and harder
Beneath my jaw, 

If you're going to stab me,
Don't draw this ordeal out,
Don't make a show of it
My demise needs no audience

Let's take this off of the stage
Slay me in the closet 
Although I am starting to think
That you enjoy the applause rather than
The bloodshed. 

You think I've got aces tucked in 
My ribcage, so use that hatchet of yours
And see what you can find, 
I guess my heart is an Easter egg
And you're dying for a taste of chocolate, 

So go on! Go on!
Sharpen the blades and rally your allies
The last knight standing has no one 
No one
Nothing but a sword whose tip 
Is seeming rather dull, and whose
Steel is rusted from years of use. 

Do you honestly think you need
Countless methods of torture when
All it takes is one bullet to 
Expose everything I've tucked away in my chest? 

Make it quick, do your evils and
Be gone, I'd rather die alone than
Looking into your ugly face. 

Duress! Duress!
I hope you are not hoping for
Endless riches because
All you'll find in my blood is
A few pennies, 

Go ahead and buy yourself
A s****y trophy, 
And burn my corpse so that 
You can't use the evidence of
Your sick, twisted pleasures

So that you can't sharpen my bones
Into daggers to press into
Someone else's vulnerable skin. 

Author's Note

Ah... Sorry I have been writing angry lately. Nevertheless I hope you enjoy.

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

better out than in ... check Pryde's post on white hot anger .. she has a good method of creatively expressing anger without hurting anyone .. even ourselves ..
very expressive writing, Leaf girl .. and saying it repeatedly in different ways must have been a bit challenging .. this reminds me more than anything of cyber bullies .. which is a bane and sickness that seems to know no bounds in its veracious velocity .. exponentially causing immeasurable hurt with each twitter, tweet and hash tag .. and these little dracula and draculettes seethe with pleasure as they plunge, twist and turn another dagger ..into someone they don't even know .. what is the world coming to .. the only social media i attend to is this one .. my life is simple .. easy .. and really .. those who want and need to contact me can do so .. the old fashion way .. by snail mail, land line or ..yes .. just stop on by ;)
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[A Glow in the Pit of My..]

Angry is sometimes my favorite writing. Sad writing competes with it, but... there is just so much ferver in a scorned, bitter rant of a poem. Beautifully done.

"You think I've got aces tucked in
My ribcage, so use that hatchet of yours
And see what you can find,
I guess my heart is an Easter egg
And you're dying for a taste of chocolate"

"Duress! Duress!
I hope you are not hoping for
Endless riches because
All you'll find in my blood is
A few pennies"

I love the provocation here, its got this hint of scoffing at your enemy - plus its just unique.

[Terrence Chang]

Bravo Falling Leaf. I just love it. I request you to please write a book and i will be the first one to buy it

[Amber Lily]

I love angry writing! They often come out as the most creative and dark. I loved at the end "sharpen my bones into daggers", a sick trophy of a story worth telling.

[MomzillaNC]

We acknowledge anger and, hopefully, move on from it. Because, to hold onto anger, is to hand all the power to the one who angered us. I hope you find a reasoned and just solution to answer the source of your anger. This is well penned and seems very personal; yet, it could be a commentary on so many of the issues our world is facing -- for example, the mass execution by IS in Lybia of those Egyptian Coptic Christians.

[Falling Leaf.]

That was absolutely horrible.

[MomzillaNC]

Everything IS has done has been horrible -- from the public slave auctions, to the beheading even of children as young as three years old for not being the right kind of Muslim, to the luring of youth to their cause with falsehoods, to the burning of the Jordanian pilot, the mass executions of the Coptics… the list goes on and on…

[The Twin Arenas]

it's good, but I think it should be shorter, only, like, on a technicality.
you've got someone saying, "go ahead DO IT!" which is cool, but for that tension to really work, it can't drag. You know what I mean?
good write, though. Pennies in blood is a great image.

[DoormanDan]

No need to apologize, writing is all about letting your emotions out. You have quite a few well written poems in this piece! I really mean this when I say that you are one of the best free verse writers i have come across :)

[R Smith]

don't apologize Falling, it is a straight into my library poem for me, its fair to say you suffered for this one, excellent poetry :)

[Haeshin]

Definitely, definitely duress. The knives-to-throat lines really make me cringe to imagine it.

[Falling Leaf.]

Thank you, Haeshin.

[Jerome F Knox III pseud..]

as the most dark and twisted poet on this site I smiled all the way through the poem not for what is happening to you but the beautiful arrogance to tell your nemesis what you think at a time where you should be fearful for the pending outcome but brave enough to tell the truth in the worst circumstances possible...dark and beautiful at the same time....there is so much beauty in a falling leaf....it just hit me as I was typing this you are a fallen leaf-individuality rather than fallen leaves and no individuality because you would be with a group and not stand out...interesting

[Falling Leaf.]

I am a paradox, yes. :) Thank you, Rico.

[Jerome F Knox III pseudonym Nefarious J. Dorsey]

Because of that paradox I like a single fallen leaf in all off her glory and beauty.