Swallow your thorny crown
of heartache;
It is yours, after all;
I want no part of your
useless depression.
Choke on the thorns as it
strangles your soul
and squeezes your heart
into an empty oblivion.
and swallow
the bitter words that you want to say;
Bitter words that hurt no-one
BUT YOU.
Swallow your sharpened knife
of circumstance.
You honed the blade,
so let it stab at your heart
until all your anger
leaks out and consumes you.
And swallow everything
that pains you,
because I play no part
in the matters of your heart.
good flowery poem. Provocative and lovely
Can say enough bout this piece....it was hot,hot,hot I read twice it gave me chills.