Felicity Slaughter

Rookie - 22 Points (January,1995 / New Port Richey, Florida)

Cigarettes And Ink - Poem by Felicity Slaughter

Shaken and tossed, completely ignored.
I am alone and forgotten.
It seems I'm invisible.

Falling 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 future seems too far away.
I see no solution.

And so, I will sit in my
psychological filth.
In this moment.

For eternity.

Topic(s) of this poem: cry, darkness, depression, hopelessness

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Poem Submitted: Friday, February 22, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, August 24, 2016

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