Poetry: Give in - by Beat Spiccoli

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by Beat Spiccoli

Created on: May 27, 2010

Snatched me up
From a bored volcano
Washed me down
Scrubbed my soul-hole
Of sincere shame,
Rejection and dejection

Knelt down to pray
Before me and the Almighty
Swirling down
Dirt spins in slo-mo
Went down the drain
Echoing choking gasps

Wrapped me warmly
With your eerie love
Filled me up!
As if you don't know
You've won again
Stitched my open heart

Smash a cup
On the floor behind me
Give me a breakdown
Cup of mo-jo
Hot seering pain
My selfish violations

Smelling so tidy
Like a lonesome clown
I give in
Time is so slow -
Ignoring blame,
I linger in consolation

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by Anita Carter

Give In
Do I give into you
and take your words
to heart
And allow my heart
to break each time
I talk to you
Or do I keep quiet
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by Megan As Well

I dig my fingertips
into your skin,
like warm clay,
and pale.
You melt around me
while inside me.
My body heat
climbs.
My eyes roll
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by Beat Spiccoli

Snatched me up
From a bored volcano
Washed me down
Scrubbed my soul-hole
Of sincere shame,
Rejection and dejection

Knelt down
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by Brianna Dill

I rise higher into the screaming air
Yet, I sink lower
Drowning in a pool of despair
Hatred wells up from my innermost being
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by Kenya Mcdaniel

Praying To See The Light

In the hours I'm at my weakest, darkness falls upon me.
without the light, I fear what I can't see.
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