Steel Chests Of Denial Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Steel Chests Of Denial



Holding in anger, tightening every single abdominal muscle,
to hold it there with memories of the mind it shares.

Never permitting it to loosen even a few knots, for fear
it will explode and fill me with it's shrapnel like grenades
do.

Eating away like cancer inside, tormenting bodily functions,
causing them to slow and falter.

Hesitating on the brink of death, slipping carefully, and
knowingly down steep cliffs, gathering steel chests of denial
on the way.

Unable to be broken open, a thin film encases every memory
read to them for an eternity sealed in tombs.

No one can reach depths of what I've gone through and know,
so I must turn away from other people and create an avalanche
to cover myself, leaving reality alone.

Being crushed in the dense frigid iciness of an invisible
sarcophagus, blood and plasma of life pours itself into
parts separated from the original person.

Monday, January 12, 2015
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