My Body Was A Garden

By SnowQueen

I’m in pieces and tied to the floor
Filling the role as your dirty little whore
chains ashamed of me
locks of black hair arranged symmetrically
eyelashes closed together tightly
like a deadbolt lock with no key
I wish I could love you and I once did
but I find so much more love in hatred
You can’t wipe your left over emotions off on me anymore
like germs breeding in a mat on a bathroom floor
You wrecked me- I can say that without a doubt
I feel so sorry for you that my mind won’t block you out
because I’ll scratch at you like a cat til your blood flows- dark red.
I’ll keep it up over and over until I’m sure that your dead
My blood holds together the bricks of my heart
Take a walk through my soul- you can choose where to start
My body is a city left in ruins after war
So unlike the garden that was there before
You stepped on the chrysanthemums- your feet once so brave
My body was a garden but now... it’s your grave.



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Copyright 2003 SnowQueen
Published on Saturday, April 12, 2003.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • A former member wrote: i love reading creative poems like this, it's definitely unforgettable with all the emotion and honesty.

  • island warrior On Friday, December 24, 2004, island warrior (210)By person wrote:

    Gutsy ending.

  • A former member wrote: awesome! the more i read your work the more i love! the metaphors and ways of saying things are enchanting!

  • A former member wrote: amazing! your poetry is so profound!

  • SilencedAngel On Tuesday, April 20, 2004, SilencedAngel (52)By person wrote:

    Oh I know those feelings so well. This was so well written and so blunt about the pain of it all that it nearly made me cry.

  • spaniellie On Monday, November 24, 2003, spaniellie (76)By person wrote:

    wow, that was awsome. incredible write. there is soooo much truth in your words and emotion.

  • A former member wrote: the ones we love are the ones we hurt just the same as we walk on durt. the message in your write is clear and so i'm now a better person for reading it.

  • The Fallen Angel On Wednesday, August 20, 2003, The Fallen Angel (235)By person wrote:

    Betrayal felt through this poem...this experienc made you a battlefield for those who use you...I'll remember this

  • Chameleon On Sunday, April 20, 2003, Chameleon (111)By person wrote:

    This is an exceptional piece. It has a very powerful feel to it. You have my attention, and I look forward to more!

  • Daughter_Of_The_Moon On Friday, April 18, 2003, Daughter_Of_The_Moon (106)By person wrote:

    If i could choose one line to be a favorite it would take me days, great write, i enjoy your style, one that will never be forgotten

  • KittyStryker On Friday, April 18, 2003, KittyStryker (711)By person wrote:

    Very interesting... I love it... replant, regrow, my dear...

  • A former member wrote: this iz reel gud oi, i like ur style, ur an amazing poet, keep it up!!!!~L*D*G

  • GothicBlack On Sunday, April 13, 2003, GothicBlack (186)By person wrote:

    There is no questions, you are talented!! I look forward to reading more. This one was a very old and used topic yet redone and extremely interesting. ~gothic~

  • CorruptedLittleGirl On Sunday, April 13, 2003, CorruptedLittleGirl (253)By person wrote:

    Very good... very powerful... I like the flow of it too. Nice work.

  • A former member wrote: powerful...i like the last line

  • A former member wrote: thats good readin. im impressed. :)

  • Sky Singer On Saturday, April 12, 2003, Sky Singer (153)By person wrote:

    i think my favorite section is the last two lines: "You stepped on the chrysanthemums- your feet once so brave My body was a garden but now... it’s your grave." Good stuff! :) I can't wait to read more

  • cre On Saturday, April 12, 2003, cre (411)By person wrote:

    Incredible .. I really like this. These lines are amazing: "My blood holds together the bricks of my heart Take a walk through my body- you can choose where to start My body is a city left in ruins after war". Great write.

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