Skeleton

by The Poet Behind The Poems   Feb 18, 2013


Have you ever saw something
But never truly seen it?.

I walk past a window every night
the cries of a young girl rips into
my soul, inch by inch slowly crawling
closer to my eyes.

I saw her once walking in chains of
death - draped in darkness. her
right foot hardly touching dusty
sidewalks.

She was a walking skeleton yet I
saw normality, her bruises told a
story but the true horror was
beneath the surface among
the hidden torture.

I walk past the window waiting for
sound waves to strike my ear,
like a bullet it consumed me,
there was nothing

All it would have taken is a word.
now fate has risen, forever
she will be trapped
a skinless corps.

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  • 9 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    Brilliant, dark imagery in this, Tony. Your work really is very original, and always very much obviously yours, if that makes sense.

  • 11 years ago

    by Marcy Lewis

    Wow. I have a new appreciation for you, honestly. I love the poetry that you write as an outsider. It's completely brilliant, and totally like a signature style for you. I'm so familiar with it now, I probably could ID your poem in a lineup. Very good.

    She was a walking skeleton yet I
    saw normality, her bruises told a
    story but the true horror was
    beneath the surface among
    the hidden torture.

    That was awesome. Knowing that the emotional damage was visible because of the physical, visible damage was really smart and perceptive of you/the speaker.

    Like this piece a lot.

  • 11 years ago

    by WintersAngel

    This is awesomeness!!

  • 11 years ago

    by Meme

    Such a dark and intriguing piece. First of all I like the title it makes a statement without telling much about the piece. And you made the whole poem revolve around what the title may hint, sometimes we fail to see what lies beneath. So powerful and deep and the word choice suited the emotions expressed in the piece. Well done!

  • 11 years ago

    by Hannah Lizette

    Love.

    I have a few different interpretations on this piece, however I don't have the time to really go into too much detail.

    I love you being the narrator, telling us exactly what you see..I feel like I'm right beside you, seeing everything you see.

    Powerful piece.

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