Natasha Kalashnikova


Shiver - Poem by Natasha Kalashnikova

Since childhood I have been different. I have not taken pleasure in what all others have. Since my years began to grow, I have taken my innocence and made it His. Never once was I sheltered, I could never call them by name. Since my teen years, I have been a rebel; stealing, hurting, touching, passion, one night, is all I have. My innocence is gone - and I can't take it back. Yet, I do not want it back. I want to stay like this - cold, distant, and evermore. When the child's absence is taken, they turn into It. The sorrowful cries; begging and asking why. They won't stop until you are gone; alive or dead. The heart will shrink and the eyes will go black. They will be what They created: A wounbed child.

Listen to this poem:

Comments about Shiver by Natasha Kalashnikova

There is no comment submitted by members..



Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?



Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 18, 2011



[Report Error]