Felicity Slaughter (January,1995 / New Port Richey, Florida)
Cigarettes and Ink
Shaken and tossed, completely ignored.
I am alone and forgotten.
It seems I'm invisible.
Faliing into a black hole,
a dark abyss, crying salty tears.
For a torturous lullaby has returned.
It haunts me. Its bitter tones,
dancing in my head. They tell me I'm
not living up to par.
I wish there was an escape.
With nowhere to turn I hide
from those I trusted.
I am afraid for my life.
For I am transforming.
Shaped by cigarettes and ink
I am not the girl I once was.
My demons are returning.
They come with a newfound vengeance
unlike anything experienced before.
Glorifying sharp revenge and blunt rage,
They scream aloud: 'You will never win! '
My furute seems too far away.
I see no solution.
And so, I will sit in my
Comments about this poem (Cigarettes and Ink by Felicity Slaughter )
The best paperback
books of 2013
Heart of Darkness and Other Great Works by Joseph Conrad
See the Original Magazine Publication
Samuel R. Delany Has Been Named Grand Master
For 2013 By The Science Fiction And Fantasy Writers Of America
The Best Poetry Books
Top 500 Poems
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Still I Rise
Edgar Allan Poe
William Ernest Henley
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings