Lee Ann Schaffer

Rookie - 0 Points (1962 / Charleston, South Carolina, US)

Fiendish Friends - Poem by Lee Ann Schaffer

Each hour brings a new demon,
More tortuous than the last.
They stab me, rip my flesh,
Pour alcohol in the open wounds.
They laugh and shriek in my ears
Slicing pain through my core.

–And laugh,
And laugh again.

They know that cut is the deepest;

To laugh at the fool;

A fool for loving you.

Now I wait the hours
Before the possibility
Of knowing you’re still there;

But you may not be;

Then they’ll return,
My demon companions.

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  • (4/28/2005 4:42:00 PM)

    A wrenching poem, Lee Ann, so full of emotion. You have the gift, my friend. Way to let loose. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 20, 2005

Poem Edited: Friday, April 22, 2005


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