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You wear your past like a petti coat
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Recommened Reads No one speaks of those events
The ones that end a life time
The ones that break a soul in two
No one gives them names
Or words
Or power
No one talks about them
And soon
They themselves lose significance
Become bleeps on the radar
Blink
Blink
Gone
Yet the fear that ripples behind their wake
The power given to their silent need for silence
That lingers in humanity as it walks side by side with itself
Unspoken as they were, you can feel them in the silence
I really like this. I however
I really like this. I however think that just as with many things it is not across the board. There are those that have been victimized but refuse to be a victim and I believe that in their strength they do not stand out as easy targets. I know this from personal experience ;) I think that Lisa would agree, I dare someone to try and touch one of us, they are heading straight to get the hell beat out of them. I am aware of this demeanor though, I have seen it. Your poem is beautifully written as it describes this and I really appreciate your talent. It is quite refreshing. :)
~Ramina
I completely agree
Ramina, I could not agree more, I as well consider myself amoung the 'victimless victims', think that the strength you talk about comes from a few things, mainly the will to live butalso the will to accept and feel fully. I think that my friend wears her 'vicitm' on her stance because she is so hell bent on not being a victim, on skiping that stage. I think it is the denial of the past that lets the past have such a hold on you and that when you are willing to face it, own it, be responsable but not to blame, and feel everything there is to feel, it loses hold on you, slips off like a night gown on a wedding night.
the 'strong' ones talk about it, the 'weak' one's fear it.
Much Love
Ashley