bubbles. red hot bubbles form beneath my skin.
searing flames burn behind these cold blue eyes and lick the back of

an icy stare. anger has eluded me, enraged is what i am.
sick and beaten down and worn. and i am tired.
have i been weakened?
or have i let you weaken me...
this i have and can no longer. for these growing flames and boiling blood feed my weakened body and throw me once more into the fight.
my rage, my passionate hate, my fire will burn. and i will melt the chains that trap me. the love you so claimed for me was shallow. the words were lies and the moves a play.
you flung me into to deep waters and laughed as i drown.
so deep the pressure crushed my body and filled my lungs with bitter waters.
in a watery grave my eyes were opened. for the monster that you were i saw you. blind no more i see you now.
you are a creature of lies. you spew before you an ocean of deceit and prey on
the innocent.
and you can have me no longer. the waters of your affections have long since dried and my fire now rules this place.
my blood boils, and there are flames behind my eyes.
for this fire i thank you, for the destruction it breeds, and scars it burns.

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\Brenda Scully 7 years ago

brilliant poem i have to say brilliant

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I*n*v*i*c*t*u*s 7 years ago

wow, great poem!

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ms jessica marie 5 years ago from middletown ohio Author

thank you both very much for your comments. i am sorry it has taken so long for me to respond. thank you very much

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