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lou

Nov 13, 2010 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

SHE

She's empty, a recepticle ,translucent.
No obvious personality ,
Deconstructed.

She is battered and bruised
Misused.
Frightened to emerge.
terrified he might see.

Playing dead, guarding
her sanity.
defending a personal reality.

Recieving body blows,
crushing all self esteem.
Grinding her to a tiny nub.

Tiny crumb of self
remains, .Something to hold onto.
When all else has fled.

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

About the Author

Region, Country: West London, GBR

Favorite Poets: Pablo Neruda , Jack Kerouac, Alan Ginsberg, D.H Lawrence, Jim Morrison's lyrics,

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Comments

14 years 11 months ago

Powerful

and in such few words! Very descriptive write lou. You captured the essence of abuse perfectly.

14 years 11 months ago

Rett

Thank you

Lou

14 years 11 months ago

Lol

Anyone would think you love me lol

Much love Louise

Z

14 years 11 months ago

hi

louise what powerful words you use on a hard topic
like abuse , and a very sad ending, well wrote lou,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,zigs x

14 years 11 months ago

Zigs

Thanks mate xx

14 years 11 months ago

Truly powerful!...

i like that you retain some hope for the salvation of the tortured soul. " Tiny crumb of self remains,. Something to hold onto. When all else has fled". love ya, ~ Gee

Hooded Stranger

Hooded Stranger

14 years 11 months ago

Lou

Lou,

enjoyed this one. Nice short verses but giving a mass of description within each.

A tough subject, but crafted and executed well.

My only niggle is that I don't like 'nub'...can't tell you why, but each read finds me stuck on that word.

cheers,

HS