Standing Naked

Standing Naked

A Chapter by Matthew Kult
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Allow me to introduce to you.....

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Standing naked in front of my mirror,

Disgusted with what I see. As sad as I seem.

My mind is tearing away from me, is this a horrid dream?

There's nothing inside, no pride, myself, I despise

Walking in a fitlh encrusted life full of lies.

Broken and bound, my soul drowned

I need something to hold onto, my path becomes much clearer

 

Standing naked in front of my mirror,

Remembering everything.   I wear a mask

to cover the truth of my life  How dare you ask

for salvation when you took mine! You tore down everything!

Made me the blame! As I cried in SHAME. You held me by a string.

Telling me what to say and putting me on display for a show

Only allowing what you wanted them to know

I was your puppet everyday,  and everyday I had to play

I need something to hold onto,  my path becomes clearer

 

Standing naked in front of my mirror,

 Pealing the mask away, showing the true pain

The dark skies pouring a heavy rain.

Keep on calling me. Keep on calling ME!

why couldn't you just leave me be, but you just had to see

If I could forgive you, for what you did.  Reminding me of my sin

and your sadistic grin.   Dragging the demons from deep within

But you said it was the drink, and you just didn't think

I need something to hold onto, my path becomes clearer

 

Standing naked in front of my mirror,

reliving the truth, after covering them with lies. Denying you exist.

You died that day, the day I cut into my wrist.

Bathed in blood, found myself behind a cell,

trapped in a hell, YOU CREATED!  and nobody I could tell.

And even now, you try to control me, wanting in my head.

Like you did to get into my bed.

I was in love with you, what else could I do?

I need something to hold onto, my path becomes clearer

 

Standing naked in front of my mirror,

tracing the scars on my left arm,  to my neck

where you placed your first peck.

And when I told you no, you said I was a teasing w***e

That you should walk out the door.   My heart tore!

So I gave you what you wanted, and you flaunted

me around to all your friends, leaving me haunted.

I use to pray, but you took my faith away.

I need something to hold onto, my path becomes clearer

 

Standing naked in front of my mirror,

touching my face, you know the place.

Where you first hit me, memories I tried to erase.

 but you were all I knew, even if the love wasn't true.

Night after night, week after week you beat me black and blue.

What could I do?  I belonged to you.

You were all I knew.

But my heart you still broke, leaving me within this joke

I need something to hold onto, my path becomes clearer

 

Standing naked in front of my mirror,

Disgusted with what I see, as sad as I seem

My mind has torn away from me, trapped in this horrid dream

Nothing left inside, no pride, myself, I despise.

Walking in a filth encrusted life full of lies.

Broken and bound, my soul drowning in the hate.

Planning my twist of fate

Retribution, I hold onto,  My path has become clear 



© 2017 Matthew Kult


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I suppose if you get fully involved to the point of no return, and suddenly the realisation kicks in. Fury becomes the beast.

Posted 2 Years Ago


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Matthew Kult

2 Years Ago

Thank you much

Appreciate it

Matthew
this is really brave
i really felt your emotion

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is very grim and harsh but so true for many. Push someone too hard and revenge blooms in their minds. This is very impressive work.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

very gritty and soul searching. i find this work to be a spellbinding essay in self-loathing and the anguish of lost love. i am truly impressed and deeply moved
by your words. thank you for sharing... oh, by the way, i have been there my friend.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

dark creative full of emotion I really liked it



Posted 8 Years Ago


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Posted 8 Years Ago


Wow! This gave me chills! Fuming with subtle wrath, very good (:

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Enraged and darkly unsettling. It is the true embodiment of charmed neglection for liberty.

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I like how it sounds: dark and full of emotion. Very creative and it was a thrill to read. (:

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