Relentless

Relentless

Superficial you

Cutting deep into

The scab that I had dug

Relentlessly you rub a little harder

Dousing me with vinegar

Until everything ingested

Is splattered on the page

For all to see

Even me

And oh the bittersweet

That I had longed to keep

Held down

Is passed around

Until it’s lost its connotation

It will become someone’s quotation

And no longer be my own

The name attached means nothing

For the poet is a ghost

That roams these floors of mine

That haunts my weary mind

Like you

Cutting deep into

Everything I do

 

©Kay Salady

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About Kay Salady

I write about the greatest force on earth that, I believe, lives on forever and surpasses all else. "All your poems read like I am watching an artist use words instead of colours full of feeling." ~Anon.

Posted on May 20, 2013, in poetry and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.

  1. andersphansen

    Wonderful poem.

    Like

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