Beyond Repair

wallow with me :/

 

 

I’d say, running my hand across this iron,

That fiber is a limit-- by means of heat--

Scorching perfection into....

Any material.

No..

I’d say that this isn’t what will do it.

 

My nails, running across the revolting flesh of my face,

Cannot tear away enough skin

To repair me.

Reviews

[Miss Shea]

Ok - This, though short, just instantly became one of my favorite pieces of poetry. Your words are so strong.

"My nails, running across the revolting flesh of my face,
Cannot tear away enough skin
To repair me."

And this was my favorite part. I can relate to the feeling behind this statement. It's beautiful in a sad way.

Keep Writing! It's beautiful. :]

[Broken.]

I like it.
A tad sad but I totally understand where your coming from.

[Larissa G.]

Wow. Such power in such a simple little bit of writing.
Well done. I always love seeing what you can bring to the Writer's community. It's so poignant.

[J.P.O.et]

Wallow indeed but this piece is great in it's short, concise delivery of the message.
Maybe we are all damaged being confined by this skin and physical being.
The analogy with the iron is great and the title really hits at the ending.

'Cannot tear away enough skin
To repair me'

Nicely done

J.P.O.et

[Blue Sky]

indeed, a most splendid fashion to wallow
with words that facinate the mind
to make this such a prominent lil piece
it really strikes a pleasant read to the mind
your piece convey such unshakable images
with remarkable imagery and great metaphors
got to love the closure..

Cannot tear away enough skin

To repair me.

thank you for sharing your excellent talent!!

yours in spirit and heart... Blue Sky~~