Devour or Despair
a broken blade lies buried in my heart
twisted, torn and raw
tearing my love from me apart
so being not leastwise smart
I unveil my ugly flaw
and seek demonic revenge
with sharpened claw and reeking maw
my angel I avenge
while on my enemies’ bones I gnaw
* * *
It’s hard not to lash out when hurt or angry. Most times I keep myself in check. I’ve caused bloody jagged rips in the hearts of others in the past, but the pain to my own psyche seems to suggest that the deeds were not the balm I needed. Still, I wonder if the calm is a worthy goal.
* * *
a woman lamented alone
her king’s heart made of stone
he left her to cry
and eventually die
so she haunted him from his throne
* * *
Fire and Ice
Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.
by Robert Frost
This is such a perfect example of losing control, revenge and anger drive people to do terrible things to others and to themselves. Revenge is something I don't believe in and I try my best never to lash back and perpetuate. I don't always succeed and sometimes it is a subconscious knee jerk reaction. With age I have gotten better about taking a breath before reacting or retaliating but I am still quite feisty. Like you I have hurt others and revenge is just never worth it. I have never felt better having hurt someone. I never forgive myself either I remember even the nasty things I said and did as a child.ReplyDelete
Your limerick is great and I love the poem you shared!
wh so true on that first one...like a wounded animal we lash back and take it out on them and then are left to clean up our mess afterward as well....ReplyDelete
Fang and claw, gnaw the bone, let not those who would take from you leave with their limbs intact! Very well expressed!ReplyDelete
To my utter shame this goes too near the bone. Insecurity or simply self-centered hurt makes us lash out when perhaps we should look at ourselves first.ReplyDelete
I echo Russell's sentiments. My marriage was rather a travesty. However, it takes two, and my ex husband isn't the only one to blame for its demise. I can be a very difficult person to live with.ReplyDelete
On the other hand, compared to being sucked into the sewer of celeb culture that spiraled down from reading about Miley Cyrus' asinine VMA Music Awards performance to Corey Feldman's asinine birthday party where he had bored strippers wandering around while he lorded over the dull spectacle while clad in a cape, these mournful poems are very cheering. The fact that there is talent in the writing makes them a ray of sunshine in a classless, trashy world.
This is so graphic and true -- anger is one of those emotions that seems to purify just as it shatters.ReplyDelete
I can relate to the first one, seeking of demonic revenge ~ReplyDelete
And I also like the poem by R. Frost ~ Thanks for sharing ~
I've usually/always regretted losing control and lashing out.ReplyDelete
Thoughtful post, V
ALOHA from Honolulu