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Showing posts with label torment. Show all posts
Showing posts with label torment. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

The Lie



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 So many words were written about you
All about love but now they are through
Knowing you deceived me again and again
Has caused nothing but gut-wrenching pain

I think I actually hate you, I feel nothing but hate
You make me physically sick and have left me in a turmoil state
Knowing I could be so stupid and gullible
I should have read on your face that you were nothing but trouble

I’m laughing at myself, laughing at my stupidity
Laughing at that dumb girl who has now seen the reality

If I saw you I don’t know if rage would overtake me
Or I would walk away and never let you see
The dried up tears that stain my face
And the heart left with a massive empty space
I can do nothing but forget
And I have nothing but regrets
Images of you and your fake words spoken in a snakes tongue
Preying on the innocence of the frivolous and young

I hope you read this with your lying eyes
I hope the hatred reads with a big surprise
Knowing your secret is out and your jig is up
But I know this poem will never make you stop
Because you are scum and you always will be
But luckily I will benefit and be set free
From the pain of loving you and being devoted
However all of us have voted
My heart, soul, mind and common sense
Has decided that the love wasn’t well spent
On a fucking loser like you but at least I have learnt
That a real woman has their love earned
By a kind, caring and innocent soul just like mine
You wanted to break that heart and that is just fine

I will move on but don’t be fooled as I will never look back
Because I fear to see the knife still sticking out and all the little cracks
Left behind from being betrayed but they will soon shrivel and die
Just as my love did the moment I heard the lie



Signed

Patricia Hilton


Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Her Eyes



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Behind her eyes there was always a sadness
One that, if not careful, you were likely to miss
She hid it well but the torment had taught
Her that keeping secrets was the best way not to get caught

She wasn't always this cruel, this is why her emotions shone through
As deep down, her soul was withering as she knew
She could have been so much better
This is why she began to write the suicide letter

Her eyes are now in an absent state
As it is now that her sad life has met it's fate
She let herself get dragged down into the deep
Now her soul is resting below while her mortal body lies in a heap

She felt this final action would rectify her past
A simple solution that was thought up too fast
However it was selfish as two wrongs don't make a right
She should have remained strong and put up a fight

She felt she had no way out but there is no excuse
To let your behaviour change and your morals become loose
As your mind is your own and the decisions are yours
And in the end, you pay by ending up that sad lost girl lying on the floor




Signed Patricia Hilton


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