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When Words Can't

Unspoken Brokenness

By Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished 2 years ago โ€ข Updated 2 years ago โ€ข 2 min read
When Words Can't
Photo by Johannes Plenio on Unsplash

Is it possible to claim your innocence

standing by, exposed in consequence

Silent is the shot gun rider

living life, as the outsider

*

The date was set

nowhere to turn

The mind forgets

the spirit burns

*

Payback for wrongs

choices were made

The final song

the cards were played

*

Dripping with guilt

anguish and pride

The walls must be rebuilt

when trust has died

*

When eyes connect

where do tears hide

Aftereffects

can't be denied

*

Experience taught us, hurt and pain

survival birthed defense

Nothing to stop this fast-running train

when fear outlasts all commonsense

*

They banished the blows

no-one else could have seen

Everything that we know

was inhumane and obscene

*

Your hands pressed to my lips

we spoke not a word

Choices harder than bricks

can't undo things that we heard

*

Forgiveness required

but no-one will ask

The cause is expired

our hands committed the task

*

No-one can know

we hide the secret away

Deep down in the water

where the bitterness lays

*

My eyes saw your pain

your heart felt my bruise

With no other way

we had nothing to lose

*

We gaze out the windows

all covered in dew

We dangle in limbo

silently, me and you

*

The trees seem to be weeping

as they watch us pass by

The moon is timekeeping

as the mocking bird cries

*

Two small broken spirits

trying to take it all back

If we confess, no-one will hear it

it is the words that we lack

*

Banished to the silence

too afraid to speak up

Punished for defiance

completely ran, out of luck

*

A house with no home

a family of excuses

Two children left all alone

punching bags, full of bruises

*

The smell of the dirt

still remains in our noses

As we dispose of the hurt

cut by the thorns on the roses

*

The chill in the air

matches the chill, up our spines

The water's splash, dare

our expressions, benign

*

Droplets drip off our faces

as the shadow grows dim

Adopted for tears as they trace,

tarnished our skin

*

We paddle to shore

nothing but sounds of the water

You use the tip of the oar

lambs returned from the slaughter

*

Innocence, dead and gone

but the shells still remain

Ashamed of what we have done

words just get in the way

*

The radio plays

as we travel along

Everything we would say

plays through the words in the song

*

And I see your hands tremble

with your hands on the wheel

And your sobs are so gentle

I can feel what you feel

*

The rhythm of the wipers

help to pass along time

The silence a sniper

self-defense was our crime

*

We pull into the drive

with ne'er a light on

Survival still alive

the sun bringing the dawn

*

I take your hand

as we start up the stairs

forgiveness or damned

we will ask, in our prayers

*

Into the darkness

we take our first step

Surrounded by silence

secrets kept to the death

*

Sitting together, still, all alone

no words can un- say

Can't un-throw the stone

while we're hiding in gray

About the Creator

Kelli Sheckler-Amsden

Telling stories my heart needs to tell <3 life is a journey, not a competition

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Nice work

Very well written. Keep up the good work!

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  1. Excellent storytelling

    Original narrative & well developed characters

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  • J. S. Wade2 years ago

    Stellar poem Kelli! Wow! ๐Ÿ˜

  • Dana Crandell2 years ago

    Bowled over once again by your poetic prowess! I'll just concede now. What a great entry!

  • Teresa Renton2 years ago

    What a experience you took us through! This is brilliantly unravelled.

  • Whoaaaaa! God you're so good with rhymes! And this was sooooo deep and emotional. Like wow, just wow! You definitely nailed this challenge!

  • Mark Graham2 years ago

    Good work showing the journeys we all have to take one way or another.

  • Lamar Wiggins2 years ago

    ๐Ÿ˜ฎ Wow! So many great lines in this. This really opened my groggy eyes, now I'm awake for the day! Great stuff! Thank you.

  • Great ebb and flow on this one!

  • So achingly, painfully, heartbreakingly evocative. This is powerful, Kelli.

  • Cathy holmes2 years ago

    Wow. This is incredible, my friend. Excellent job.

  • Joe Patterson2 years ago

    Absolutely brilliant Kelli.

  • Great take on the challenge , making is think

  • Not quite sure what happened, the children have bruises, and the parents did something to feel guilty for. At least they feel guilty , men beat their girl friends and blame it on them.

  • Nicely written ๐Ÿ“ ๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ‘Œ

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