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A prose poem by

Routh

Submitted Apr 6, 2008, 9:55:11 PM

The Itch

A year has past
My heart's grown colder
Is it that old pain?
Or am I getting older?
My soul has emptied
My patience become weak
No one gets my heart now
Not even a peak
The words "I love you"
Are said without feeling
Without any sentiment
And without real meaning
No one knows who I've become
I don't even know me
The deepest of my wounds
Is the hardest to see
My heart has been buried
Deep in its own little shell
No willingness to care
Trapped in my own little hell
My only goal in life
Was to be a family man
But could I do that now?
I don't think I can
Everything I was
Destroyed by a bitch
Now all I want is loving
And nothing cures the itch...

Comments

Mythbhavd Avatar

Mythbhavd

Commented Apr 29, 2008, 4:26:20 AM
"Now all I want is loving and nothing cures the itch..." Of the entire poem, that was my favorite line. That line truly summed up the entire poem. There was a lot of emotion in this and I enjoyed it.

On a grammatical note: watch out for its and it's.
medatry Avatar

medatry

Commented Dec 3, 2008, 7:46:35 PM
An impressive poem Routh. I particularly liked the lines...

The words "I love you"
Are said without feeling
Without any sentiment
And without real meaning

The emphasis of the first line by the lines to follow has a very direct affect on the reader. Very powerful... genuine.
Invisible Heroine Avatar

Invisible Heroine

Commented Sep 11, 2010, 7:25:42 PM
Wow! amazing I love it!
Kerri-Emmitt Avatar

Kerri-Emmitt

Commented Sep 11, 2010, 10:53:27 PM
I really enjoyed this. I felt every word! But, I want more now ;) cause you can't give us that and nothing else, can you?
Vermithrax Avatar

Vermithrax

Commented Sep 29, 2010, 9:41:26 AM
A deeply felt and emotional piece. Poetry's not my thing, but I can sense the anger and frustration conveyed here.

C'mon Chris; time to write again?
Rob Kosy Avatar

Rob Kosy

Commented Oct 17, 2010, 6:20:55 PM
We've all been there, Chris; most of us more than once I, would imagine.

You just summed it all up here, and in a easy-flowing, memory-evoking way.

Aye! Time to write again, Chris.