Crazy J - UndrenTide

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Some people write about flowers and meadows. Others write about love, and others write about pain.

I'm one of those last few. The bulk of my writing is indeed very dark and very gothic, stuff about misery, pain, suffering, and other things in life that go terribly, terribly wrong. Am I crying out for help? Am I trying to show you only the rotten side of life as if it's the only side of life that there is? No. This is just the way I write. If you don't like it, then i'm sorry - it might be bleak, but it's very artistic and well composed. I'm sorry if you can't see that.

(note: my poems aren't that bad - they just aren't that good, either... you just gotta balance it out. Go have some ice cream and coke after you read this.)

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UndrenTide

by Jeremy Tanis

What just happened?

The blade just punctured, and I was in the way.

Don't let a mere friend be the one to stop your glory;

I've waited for so long for this to come alive,

But then you back-stabbed and wrenched my spine.

Friends don't normally do this, so why do you?

I caught a glimpse of your eye, now everything

Freezes; you threw me in a void all the way back at the start.

You ripped and tore; I caught a glimpse of your eye.

I was ready to give you my heart...

Broad is this sea,

The salt sea that enters the wounds.

You threw me in the black ocean when you

Stabbed my spine; it's now a gaping hole.

The calm before the storm fades to a black;

A chilling dark, only created by a deep heart.

You comfortable liar.

I caught a glimpse of your eye, now everything

Freezes; you threw me in a void all the way back at the start.

You ripped and tore; I caught a glimpse of your eye.

I was ready to give you my heart...

Now please, see that companionship is so much more

Simple than your fiending; now, please, see that

A reflection is much brighter than a shadow.

Now, please, see, I'm walking into the eye of the storm;

I hope to come out with you far more sensible.

It's midnight; better pray for the morning.

I caught a glimpse of your eye, now everything

Freezes; you threw me in a void all the way back at the start.

You ripped and tore; I caught a glimpse of your eye.

I was ready to give you my heart...

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Comments

Malex's picture

Nice...

Very dark indeed. I like it though.

--Alex Markley

Alex Markley

“Objects in mirror seem closer than they appear.”

Malex's picture

Disturbing Concepts

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Alex Markley

“Objects in mirror seem closer than they appear.”

Aisling's picture

WAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!

:-((

There is nothing a psychiatrist can do that bubble wrap can't.

You know how to raspberry, don't you Steve? You just put your tongue out and blow.

SangMing's picture

Emotion

First I must ask: Why does it say Sample at the top of the poem? Is this not the whole thing? Please say it isn't and that the whole poem includes a happy ending. :-D

Okay, here are my comments. It's a great poem! I don't usually like to read sad things, because they make me sad. Having said that I must applaud your work. There are a number of wonderful phrases here.

You comfortable liar.

This is a very good, understated line. It contrasts with the overstated emotions throughout the rest of the poem and thus really grabs attention. It is also the only stab that the victim takes at the false friend. The only retaliation. And even that sounds so plaintive. The writer seems to be truly astonished at the actions of the betrayer.

It left me feeling that I'd like to meet this false friend, and do something unkind to them for you. :-D (SangMing's mother instinct kicks in. Beware.)

Just keep swimming!

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I get up, I walk, I fall down. Meanwhile, I keep dancing. - Hillel

Crazy J's picture

(SangMing's mother instinct kicks in. Beware.)

Mama-San! :-)

This didn't actually happen to me - this is just what came into my head when I started writing it. The crack, 'You comfortable liar' is just the utter shock of what this flase friend has done. The line 'It's midnight; better pray for the morning', is the false friend simply saying 'I left you in the dark; try to find your way out' as a final act of betrayal.

Yes, it is a very dark poem, i'll admit it. But it's still rather artistic and well constructed.

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