He turns words into violence.
Breaking through my silence
He comes crashing in
Into my little world
His words inflict pain
Putting sadness in my brain
Piercing through my heart
Shredding my world apart
Why won’t he understand?
His words smash like a hand
All I have ever wanted
All I have ever needed
I’ve held before in my arms
His words cause me harm
They are unnecessary
And too much to carry
Vows have been spoken
Crushed and broken
My feelings are intense
He hurts at my expense
For him, the pleasures remain
I’m stuck feeling only the pain
Words are trivial and meaningless
Alone I stand feeling useless
All I have ever wanted
All I have ever needed
A love that I could hold in my arms
Shelter from the words that harm
Leaving behind all the unnecessary
For his pain, I will no longer carry
All I want and all that I need
Is kindness that’s guaranteed
Pull me into your arms
Save me from this harm
Departure from this violence
Granting me beautiful silence
This poem first appeared on Medium and is inspired by Depeche Mode's "Enjoy the silence". Lyrics by Martin Gore.
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Britt Blomster
I'm a writer, poet, storyteller and dreamer. I'm inspired by the world around me and channel that into my writing.
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