...Whispers of silent savagery

By SolApathy

In the end of all things I find it bitter
Understanding my life was but a sliver
Dreaming of nightmares my pills cannot repair
I stare
Deeply into the hands of time
Wishing by sheer will I could rewind
Before the never, when I looked forward to forever
In the silence the seconds still tick by
I focus on the sound if only so I don’t cry
Slower they seem as I feel in my throat – another scream
Silent in its savagery as I reflect it into me
Rattling my core - - Knowing there is much more
Waiting just outside, in the rain of these drugs - -My bane
A cruelty of imagined memories that I soon became
Reflection in my own playhouse mirror
I see clearer than what others believe
I am not the source of my own fatal disease
In the shadows of reflection- I see you
Whispering things so cruel
Why didn’t I see you before?
Maybe because I thought we were more
Perhaps I didn’t want to see
The evil desires of one I so
…Admired

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Published on Sunday, September 10, 2017. Filed under: "Poetry"

Author's Note:

...In my own introspection I saw a second reflection..Whispers of hope of a girl hanging with a rope

Comments on "...Whispers of silent savagery "

A former member wrote: The problem with pills is that after a while, they cease to be as effective. Your words are like beautiful notes that only sound when a bow runs over them. Always an amazing poet, dearest. Rebs:).
On Tuesday, September 12, 2017, worm (1149) wrote:

just three words kicked my face in! "before the never"... what makes me sad is that, now, I will never get to write those words myself! once again, Awesome Work! ~worm~
On Tuesday, September 12, 2017, SolApathy (652) wrote:

You have my absolute permission to use those words! Weave them into something spectacular for all to admire