Between the Lines

No Love Lost

And then there are those who get lost
Between the lines; whose lives transposed
In blood, and sacrifice of sanctity –
Of flesh –
Gouge runnels to avoid,
And yet create more, mess…

There are those whose anger bleeds
Turned inwards, for turned out t’would never cease
Or desist, and so ‘tis simpler then
To dig deep,
Watch red,
And be stilled when
It flows and pours away

And then those others whose bruised bones
Don’t shatter, bend, or break;
Whose rhythmic tones
Of thud-thud-thudding
Stay the course of action
To something worse?
To catatonia?
Distraction?

Or those whose muddled heads fill in
So quick with vengeant anguish at their sin
(Whomsoever’s the fault, they take it for their own)
And through disfigurement somehow disown
Their part, for transformed thus
By shame; by scars
Pathetic! Such a fuss
And all laid on their skin to no avail
Except now all can see how very
Very
VERY
Much
They fail.

Those white-tracked lines
Those faded, skin-sealed whispers
All combine
In permanent reminder of
This time
That time
One time
Again you cut;
You cut again!
All saw
You cut
Dumbfuck.

 

Poetry can strike at any time, and on this occasion it was a submitted post over at Sisterwives – The Last Time I Cut – which was the culprit inspiration for this piece.

Each verse I wrote has applied to me in the past (sadly not as distant past as I would prefer to admit) and the lack of compassion therein is only extended to myself. Self-harm is bad news, because it often feels like the only way forward at times, and if you do it, please find someone you trust to talk to about it. 

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6 comments on “Between the Lines

  1. J Lapis says:

    Oh my–except for the cutting, this is deeply familiar pain. So richly written, marvelously accurate imagery. Too good, this.

    Like

  2. Linda Kay says:

    How our life experiences contribute to our inspirations whether in a poem or in a story. The challenge is to convert these to positives and live on happily.

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    • lrconsiderer says:

      Yes, I think so. And I think sometimes it’s all too easy to get overwhelmed and lose sight of the bigger picture, especially when pain and stress and anxiety all crowd in at once. Those are the situations which have caused me to engage in this kind of behaviour, but I’m learning (slowly) that I might be worth more than whatever’s causing me the stress…

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  3. Gentle hugs, my courageous friend. xo

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