SWORDPLAY
By Gail. R
Words are your weapon,
Their cut and thrust
Slicing me into tiny pieces.
Your verbal sword defeats me,
I concede.....
Silence my only defence,
I won't deny your pain.
I know you want
Your pound of flesh
But.....
While you shout that
You wish we'd never met
I think that I never
Claimed to be someone
You'd want to know
copyright. Gail.R. 2001
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| Were You Even Here?
By Gail. R.
I remember you with the
Strength of a small fish
Surrounded by glass,
Pushing with silvery fins,
Butting your head
Against your tank walls,
Until they gave way
Too early, and you flopped into
A world of dry land that
Couldn't save you.
Too small, they said,
And threw you back,
Your only moisture now
The tears your almost-mother cried.
Copyright: Gail. R. 2001
The Colour Green
By Gail.R
I sit here
Thinking
Of how your face may
Have looked
When you ripped my heart
Out, and threw it on the floor.
It's not anger
That I feel, but
Jealousy, deep and
Painful,
Twisting in my mind until
It's totally wrung dry,
No tears, no pain, no emotion.
And all I can think is......
Was it ME you were thinking of?
Copyright. Gail. R. 2001
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Unlock The Door
By Gail. R
I think it's safe
To let me out, I promise
I won't try that again.....
The road was too dark,
And there was no one at the end.
I always imagined there'd be lights.
I think it's over
Though there's sure to be
Repercussions now.....
It's not the kind of thing
That we can expect to dissapear
We can't pretend it never happened.
I think I'm better
And you can take me home
Don't be angry.....
I never meant to scare you,
It wasn't supposed to be this way.
You can unlock the door now.
Copyright Gail. R. 2001
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