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Nov 15, 2008
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silent but Screaming (adult content)
I know this is a long piece and really isn't much of a poem at all .... but it needed to be written. It is Part I in a two-part piece, although I'm not sure if Part II will ever be written. There are times when poetry is not meant to be enjoyed. This is one of those times.
sipping Coke with ice between dosesfour shots; tequila – lemon – saltinstincts numbedpain, anger, and tequilanever noticing the predator separating herfrom the pack, the weakest of the group appearing, warm breath in her earmoney on the smooth, polished barfour shots became historywhen the bartender said enough tiny voice of reason, gagged and boundcold water in a dirty bathroom,soaking paper towel on her necknot enough to bring claritybut enough to say it was time to go mock-concern, waiting in the hall, poison-syrupvoice too strong to be denied, and painspoke up quietly, begging for self-affirmation ushered to his car with jagged promises,lies! black night wooden stairs to nowheredim hallways and darker doorsno path no light his hands
invisible invasive
I said NO!two meaningless, soundless lettersentombed in silence descending wooden stairs away from helltattered and torn, so much lost,did she even have all her clothes? No.the lights of the bar, the parking lotwhere he said something as she got out mygoddidhejustTHANKme ? hands clenched, nails digging blood crescentstrying to feel pain, bring back the hurtshe had so desperately been longing to numbwhen was that, hours ago? she didn’t careguilt, blame, hate ...
I should have stopped him
sipping Coke with ice between dosesfour shots; tequila – lemon – saltinstincts numbedpain, anger, and tequilanever noticing the predator separating herfrom the pack, the weakest of the group appearing, warm breath in her earmoney on the smooth, polished barfour shots became historywhen the bartender said enough tiny voice of reason, gagged and boundcold water in a dirty bathroom,soaking paper towel on her necknot enough to bring claritybut enough to say it was time to go mock-concern, waiting in the hall, poison-syrupvoice too strong to be denied, and painspoke up quietly, begging for self-affirmation ushered to his car with jagged promises,lies! black night wooden stairs to nowheredim hallways and darker doorsno path no light his hands
invisible invasive
I said NO!two meaningless, soundless lettersentombed in silence descending wooden stairs away from helltattered and torn, so much lost,did she even have all her clothes? No.the lights of the bar, the parking lotwhere he said something as she got out mygoddidhejustTHANKme ? hands clenched, nails digging blood crescentstrying to feel pain, bring back the hurtshe had so desperately been longing to numbwhen was that, hours ago? she didn’t careguilt, blame, hate ...
I should have stopped him
— RSScheerer, Nov 15, 2008
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Rett
17 years 6 months ago
Whoa! Wow!
RSScheerer
17 years 6 months ago
thank you
Rett
17 years 6 months ago
Ronda, it hit hard
RSScheerer
17 years 6 months ago
Rett
RSScheerer
17 years 6 months ago
LOL
Kailashana
17 years 6 months ago
O my. Ugly reality
themoonman
17 years 6 months ago
Ronda...
professor
17 years 6 months ago
The uglier side of humanity
Jo Latimer
17 years 6 months ago
that took guts
Linda Moses
17 years 6 months ago
Rhonda
infinite_dwarf
17 years 6 months ago
Ronda
RSScheerer
17 years 6 months ago
My thanks to everyone
Hilton Briscoe
17 years 6 months ago
Wow...
RSScheerer
17 years 6 months ago
My thanks
RSScheerer
17 years 6 months ago
Janice
Jonathan Moore
17 years 6 months ago
Well done
RSScheerer
17 years 6 months ago
Jonathan
Jonathan Moore
17 years 6 months ago
I like the re-work
RSScheerer
17 years 6 months ago
Good
colin mitchell…
17 years 6 months ago
Hi Ronda…. apart from the
RSScheerer
17 years 6 months ago
Hi, Colin
Janice Pearce
17 years 6 months ago
silent but Screaming
RSScheerer
17 years 6 months ago
silent but Screaming
orgami
17 years 6 months ago
from the dark
Ink Dragon
17 years 6 months ago
Your last line
RSScheerer
17 years 6 months ago
Thank you O and ID
Race_9togo
17 years 6 months ago
Maybe not enjoyable, but
weirdelf
17 years 6 months ago
Sorry I missed this when you
barbsdad2003
17 years 6 months ago
A meaty piece ...
Debra Bryant
17 years 6 months ago
silent but Screaming
RSScheerer
17 years 6 months ago
Thank you, Debbie
deelilah
17 years 6 months ago
Bravo, Ronda
sunscreen
16 years 3 months ago
Two years later, this is
RSScheerer
16 years 3 months ago
thank you
Kailashana
16 years 3 months ago
I miss you Ronda. Rheally I
RSScheerer
16 years 3 months ago
Anna
Kailashana
16 years 3 months ago
You are so beautiful!