Anyways, this is my most recent poem I've written, I am probably going to see about posting a few in a while. But we'll see. Anyways, this poem is titled 'Fear', inspired by a situation which has been very stressful.

Feel free to give me pointers. :) Any suggestions are loved!

Anyways, enjoy!
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Darling love of mine,
I have a confession.
Something hasn't been right,
and I'm learning a lesson,
that maybe it's a secret to keep.

I touch my own skin,
a wonder of the soft and delicate fabric,
which covers my flesh and bones.
It houses the home of how I tick,
and I am afraid of the horrible words I wish to say.

Tears streak down my cheeks,
and I fight to remain whole.
But this need to confess,
it strikes me cold.
And I weep for unspoken words.

I lay awake at night,
heart pounding and my breathing deep.
Was that a vision or a dream?
Did it come to me in sleep?
What is my heart trying to say?

My lips part,
and I think I can do it.
Say those words that make me afraid,
but when my voice rises I banish it,
back down my throat to settle in my heart.

Hesitation to touch your body,
hesitation to touch my own.
Weep with me my love,
for this fear has me wishing to atone,
to God and all that may witness my fear.

I choke down my plea,
please, don't touch me.
I fear I may break.
And I weep, 'Can't you see?
There's something wrong.'

My fingertips drag down my stomach,
up to my lips.
Choke me,
put me out of my misery and into bliss.
The fear chokes what good I have left.

Love of my heart,
I weep again,
knowing I cannot function,
without the blend,
of pain and misery which paints me so well.

I am becoming what I fear most,
my desire for violence harsh and unkind.
Is it me which wants to part the skin of a body?
Or have I become blind,
by these horrible urges which have taken my love.

I want to remove the skin from my face,
bleed until I have no blood in my body.
But then you'll see the black of my heart,
the ooze of black sin which is ungodly.
I shall tarnish your very soul, my love.

Let me place a chaste kiss on your cheek,
let me withdraw from this fear,
which constricts my throat and makes me numb.
I cannot stand to see your tears,
let me weep for us both.

Love of mine, so gentle and kind.
I am falling away from you,
my eyes close and I am swallowed by sin.
Do not deny that it's not true,
I have become the Devil.

An amazing write...Suggestion..?..Be kind to you, and yes definitely post some more...

Thanks a lot. :)

And actually, the reference to the Devil is a LONG story, haha.

And thank you, I might see about posting a few poems I've written.

I hope you do post more that was a damned good poem. Sorry you had to go through all that, but non the less I want to read more.

Most excellent bleeding one...

inspired "walking dead"

First of all, I really like this piece, the torment can be felt throughout. This is a wonderfully crafted look into a complex issue. (The push – me - pull me state we all discover from time to time.)

Now, since you asked, in the line “bleed until I have no blood in my body.”
Try reading it without the words “in my body” you may find it to be more powerful

The second to last line, “Do not deny that it's not true” kind of tripped me up.
Perhaps something like…do not deny “its truth” or “my truth” or “the truth”

Anyway, these are merely suggestions, take them for only that.

No! Thank you very much, I'll tweak it a bit. c: Thank you for the suggestions!

oh thank goodness, you didn't get mad...that was not my intent, but one never knows how it will come across. (especially with me, i can be blunt at times and it gets taken wrong.)

xD No, I asked for suggestions, It'd be kind of weird if I got mad over something I asked for.

Also, I really liked them, since it does work out like you said. :)

This is very Nice and more would be GREAT to read,,,thanks for sharing..

And KC,,,is a man who knows poems,,,,
and THAT does read better,,,,

:) I'm going to edit it and post it on my main thread. But I really like it that much more because of the suggestions.

morbidly attractive write. I like reading poems that show that the world is not just sunshine and rainbows. very nice

Thank you very much. I really liked your works, as well. :)

nice poem Dearie,got me thinking a whole lot about me...