Bleak Silence

Bleak Silence

A Poem by redzone
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BLEAK SILENCE
It’s the silence I fear
and hate.
Quiet’s spawn
that opens old wounds,
makes them bleed
and ooze red tears
of guilt’s self doubt.
It’s like standing
in the cold damp
of the crypt’s breeze
as it shivers
the bones beneath;
as it eats away
whatever is left
of my warm heart.
These are the never healing scars
feeding greedily
on my sanity.
This silence leaves me numb.
~~~
I would gladly
listen to your cursed hatred,
feel your sword thrusts
ripping my heart,
while willingly eating
your poisoned apple lullabies
than listen to one more silent second.
~~~
The truth is
there is more destructiveness
in this bleak,
black silence
than in the act
of stabbing to death
all the poems 
I have ever written.
~~~redzone 2.25.15

© 2015 redzone


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redzone
...thanks for reading...


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"It’s like standing
in the cold damp
of the crypt’s breeze
as it shivers
the bones beneath;
as it eats away
whatever is left
of my warm heart."

Really great imagery!
The format makes the reader take it all in instead of just reading through. I really enjoyed this poem! Wonderfully written! Keep it up!



Posted 10 Years Ago


redzone

10 Years Ago

thank you for the wonderful review Katie.. you know, if I were one of those poets who tweaks and edi.. read more
I had shivers reading this the way you write has a way of connecting deeply

Posted 10 Years Ago


"feel your sword thrusts
ripping my heart,
while willingly eating
your poisoned apple lullabies"

You release the silence of the wounds in this powerful write dear poet. May the healing begins...Excellent...:)......

Posted 10 Years Ago


Wow. Despite its dark nature, I have to say this is one of my absolute favourites of yours. Yes. Silence can be deadly.

Posted 10 Years Ago


The loneliness and desolation in your words is palpable in this write, Curt. It is true, often being alone is what people fear most...especially as they get older. (Not us, of course. We are still 30, right? right????) When the walls echo only silence and the dust mites are the only life around, it is difficult to deal with life. A very "nice" write, Curt....but a very sad one. Lydi**

Posted 10 Years Ago


there is more destructiveness
in this bleak,
black silence

very nicely rendered, nice to read your work Curt!

Rena~

Posted 10 Years Ago


this reminds me of that feeling of "living without you is worse than with you" even if the relationship is bad...some of us cling to it just to have someone...even if we know better.

Posted 10 Years Ago


I enjoyed this piece. The length of each line is biting and strong. I feel, however, that there is far more to this piece. The stanza breaks are well-placed, but I feel like, although the topic is consistent, the view of the topic has shifted too drastically to keep it all in one poem. There's more to this than you've given us, and it shows. I think you have more of a 3-parter here, and if you allow some time to pull out the rest of the message from the second and third stanzas, you'll have that 3-part series. I hope to see more from you, and perhaps more from this piece.

Posted 10 Years Ago


redzone

10 Years Ago

Hi Rana, perceptive review... yes there is much more to this story than what is written. there is te.. read more
Akshay Takker

10 Years Ago

If only I could find words to express my delight of coming across such a piece of writing.
Gr.. read more

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