Nowhere Left to Bleed

Neville

Nowhere Left to Bleed

 

Yes … you may have seen

me naked ..

And you have seen me

weak

You have seen me

beaten ..

And then turn the other

cheek ..

But now the breaking

wheel is broken

and there

is nowhere left to hide,

or bruise, or bleed ..

At least

that is, the way it seems

to me ..

And tho’ the well is just

as deep,

the bottom and the sides

have long run dry

and the drop is still as

steep ..

But until you realise

I am neither

hypocrite, or liar I shall

remain

a threat and stranger

in that crazy

fucked up mind of yours

but then …. who cares ..

  • Author: Neville (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 11th, 2021 01:22
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 85
  • User favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek.
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Comments11

  • Fay Slimm.

    Whooa - A strongly put set of reasons to say a firm Goodbye to love gone sour - -- - - your turn of words with searing imagery would shake to the core some crazy She who thinks otherwise..........x

    • Neville



      sometimes, it just has to be said dear Fay ... this one has been laying around in an old scrap book for loadsa years ... found it again while unpacking ......... ta for taking my side πŸ™‚ x

    • Saxon Crow

      There's certainly some powerful meaning behind this one Nev. Very nicely written

      • Neville


        its a very old un ... a bit like me ... thought it should be allowed to breathe ... albeit forever ... maybe I\'m st sad or summat .. cheers though SC .................................................................................. πŸ™‚

      • orchidee

        I best not meet this gal! lol.
        A fine write N.

        • Neville



          ................... Best not Mr. O
          πŸ™‚

        • orchidee

          I best not meet this gal! lol.
          A fine write N.

        • dusk arising

          Don't pull yer punches Neville. Tell it like it is.

          In her crazy fucked up mind will she even notice her loss.

          • Neville


            I think she lived to regret making certain assumptions ... I heard years later that she died a very bitter young woman ........... the whole story is sadder than sad and I only penned a snapshot ..

          • L. B. Mek

            'And tho’ the well is just
            as deep,
            the bottom and the sides
            have long run dry
            and the drop is still as
            steep ..'
            so, so steep: indeed
            'lived-in-words'
            sprouting that consoling solace
            of shed-dry crimson: pulsed wisdom
            realised
            through fruits of stoic acceptance..
            subtle, oh so subtle my friend
            life's veracity hidden in plain sight
            within each of your choice syllables
            for us to bite, that harvested sweetness
            of commonality's: relatability of relief...

            • Neville



              .... Thank you kindly and true my friend ... Many humongous thank you's in fact ..
              Neville

              • L. B. Mek

                I like it when we grift words
                like we grift trees and plants
                its such a characteristic
                of our innate
                evolutionary instinct, to seek
                the new - 'new' of what we know
                to be true,
                but 'humongous' is a little more rare
                than most, since
                its a three-way grift, lol
                (sorry my friend
                this is just a by-product of accepting
                that scholarly geek in me
                sadly)..
                hope you have a great week btw

              • Doggerel Dave

                A couple of my relationships were a little toxic, Neville - but compared to yours I feel grateful.......
                Heavy, heavy...

                • Neville



                  ... Thank you Dave .................................... Neville

                • Jerry Reynolds

                  Good write, Neville. Inspiring poem.

                  • Neville



                    ................. I very near forgot all about this oldie ... thanks JR .................. n truly πŸ™‚

                  • SureshG

                    Exposed you have yourself, raw, in that moment of life. A song most of sign at least once in our lives.

                    • Neville


                      Thank you my friend for considering this old scribble .. Many thanks indeed πŸ™‚

                    • Goldfinch60

                      Very powerful words Neville,

                      "but then....who cares" ......you do.

                      Andy

                      • Neville



                        ................................................. maybe ........................ cheers my golden friend .................................. πŸ™‚

                      • Dove

                        Oh spill thine jewels of crimson red upon the floor
                        Or let them run from thine soul unto the ground
                        For every Precious drop that spilled before
                        Cannot erase the heartbreak thou’st has found

                        But I shall lend and ear , and listen wisely
                        No crazy soul shall break thy wings
                        Thy shall land thy naked tail wisely
                        And no longer shall your heart sting

                        πŸ™πŸ˜€πŸ™πŸ˜€πŸ™πŸ‘
                        Great write as always Neville

                        • Neville



                          what can I say other than a massive thank you dear Dove ...
                          πŸ™‚



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