literature

Still I Live

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Hateful eyes
are watching me
from a distance
waiting to see me bleed.

I can feel perverse
lips tasting me
from afar
while my knees
are shaking.

Laughter
in my mind,
words like
angry fingers
bruise beneath
the skin.

You follow
where I cannot go,
and lead where
I will not follow,
I see you there
tying nooses
with my hair.

I will take your
pain and make
it mine, it won't hold
me back, but
gives me
a voice to fight.

You are standing
in the shadows
of my soul
wanting to take
it all.

I feel your salt
in my wounds,
and I should
crumble
and I should
weep,
but I refuse
to be your grief.

Though I still
hear your call
in the distance
sometimes
like a memory
in my bones
you would break,

I won't be destroyed
my heart still beats
strong, and others
now live in the space
you would command
of me.
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dead-now's avatar
This really sounds more suited to a prose piece. I would suggest taking a look at this and really working with it to form a very presentable, powerful piece of prose. Poetic devices offer up form where prose does not allow.