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A muttered word

June 4, 2013
By The_Doctor GOLD, Canon City, Colorado
The_Doctor GOLD, Canon City, Colorado
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Favorite Quote:
“Because while the truncheon may be used in lieu of conversation, words will always retain their power. Words offer the means to meaning, and for those who will listen, the enunciation of truth. And the truth is, there is something terribly wrong with this country, isn't there? Cruelty and injustice, intolerance and oppression. And where once you had the freedom to object, to think and speak as you saw fit, you now have censors and systems of surveillance coercing your conformity and soliciting your submission. How did this happen? Who's to blame? Well certainly there are those more responsible than others, and they will be held accountable, but again truth be told, if you're looking for the guilty, you need only look into a mirror. I know why you did it. I know you were afraid. Who wouldn't be? War, terror, disease. There were a myriad of problems which conspired to corrupt your reason and rob you of your common sense. ”


One look,
One touch,
One kiss,
Thinking how could she lose this?
The one person she did love and need,
Her death was something he couldn't concede.
Loving the way he looked at her made her blush,
Sleeping with him was something they did not rush.
Giving him her all,
Giving him everything.
Was it a mistake when he proposed to her with that ring?
She realized that being in love with him was not as she had pictured it in her dreams.
Things were much worse than they did seem.
He wasn't in love with her which the whole time he knew.
Lying when he said "Baby, I love you."
And by believing what he said was true soon became her biggest mistake yet.
Lying there on the bed so many tiny crystals she shed,
Thinking things through in her head and asking
"Why must I live if I live a lie?"
Tears continued to fall endlessly down her cheeks.
Taking out her shiny silver sharp toy,
Screaming now he will bring the final moments of joy.
Upon her wrist she makes the final marks,
Going up her bright blue vein,
Wishing he would love her just one more time.
Tears mixing with her blood now as she just lies there,
Slowly her eyes become heavy as she realizes nobody is near.
Hoping she has achieved his worst fear of coming home and finding her gone.
This day was the worst one yet when we came home finding her like we did,
All I did was blame, for which now all I feel is shame.
"I'm sorry I was not enough for you."
These were his words exactly,
She was gone now,
Nothing more than a muttered word.


The author's comments:
Be careful when you lie, you never know how deeply it might hurt someone when they figure out it is not true. Do not play games with people's hearts, it is by far one of the cruelest game to play. No one ever wins.

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JRaye PLATINUM said...
on Jun. 9 2013 at 6:16 pm
JRaye PLATINUM, Dorr, Michigan
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&quot;If you build your house far enough away from Trouble, then Trouble will never find you.&quot;<br /> <br /> &quot;Have you ever looked fear in the face and said, &#039;I just don&#039;t care.&#039;?&quot;

Whoa! Really good, the emotions in here are so powerful! Awesome job, keep it up! :)

on Jun. 6 2013 at 10:16 pm
LexusMarie PLATINUM, Las Cruces, New Mexico
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Favorite Quote:
The more control you have over yourself, the less control others have over you.

Hey there! I LOVE this. The title is interesting, I had no idea the poem was going to go the way it did. You did a great job with the emotion and the build up. I love the questions asked, they too make the reader wonder the same things. I also enjoyed the use of dialogue.. the things you chose to include were really brilliant. I was sad for the girl, I really felt her emotion. And I was angry with the guy, all the time he treated her so badly, lying, and then in the end all he could say was that he was sorry he wasn't enough? Oh my. But he was enough, it was her who felt she wasn't. Wow. Great job.