You're Rubbing Salt In My Wounds

by Kait   Dec 9, 2008


You're rubbing salt in my wounds.
The saddest of songs, you have tuned.

You stole my heart and ran away.
I called your name; begged you to stay.

Off and on, you played the game.
But on me, you placed all blame.

So I accepted the slice from your holy dagger.
And turned away with an unsteady stagger.

When you came to me with your final goodbye,
I crumpled to the fround and began to cry.

I watched every single step that you took.
Not once did you turn around, not even for a simple look.

So there I lay, upone the ground.
With not a single helping soul around.

You rubbed salt within my wound.
And left the saddest song so clearly tuned.

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  • 15 years ago

    by Blissful

    First of all...congrats on the win! Very well deserved.

    The emotions you expressed here felt so real and truly brought the poem to life for me. You took this title and just made it your own which stood out and caught my eye. Great use of language and the flow was just flawless. Heartbreakingly beautiful write.

    "Off and on, you played the game.
    But on me, you placed all blame."
    ^I loved how you worded this and its so true.

    *5/5*

  • 15 years ago

    by Freckles

    I watched every single step that you took.
    Not once did you turn around, not even for a simple look.

    I love this. well written.
    And I can totally relate to this right now.
    keep it up 5/5

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