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i didn't notice until last year. the tumor, that is. only a small and insignificant seedling, it began to take root deep within my cobwebs. but the longer you fertilized with your anger and hatred, the stronger it became, consuming my very soul. and as time passed, i felt it pulsating angrily within my feeble brain, maliciously eroding at my walls. first, it was only impatience. i balked at your words and your contempt made me cringe. then, it grew into anger. so powerful it could erase my love and replace it with overwhelming loathe. finally, the bitterness budded. i hated you venomously. those seven letters raised my hackles, your voice caused an adrenaline surge, and your screams nauseated me. before i knew what happened, your tumor was my tumor; your sickness was my own; your self-hatred as strong as mine. the line was blurred, the ship sank as you watched with a mocking smile. someday, i will face the tumor. someday, i will cut it out, shut it down, make you stop. someday, but not today.
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Feb 28, 2012
Feb 28, 2012 at 12:56 AM UTC
tumor
i didn't notice until last year. the tumor, that is. only a small and insignificant seedling, it began to take root deep within my cobwebs. but the longer you fertilized with your anger and hatred, the stronger it became, consuming my very soul. and as time passed, i felt it pulsating angrily within my feeble brain, maliciously eroding at my walls. first, it was only impatience. i balked at your words and your contempt made me cringe. then, it grew into anger. so powerful it could erase my love and replace it with overwhelming loathe. finally, the bitterness budded. i hated you venomously. those seven letters raised my hackles, your voice caused an adrenaline surge, and your screams nauseated me. before i knew what happened, your tumor was my tumor; your sickness was my own; your self-hatred as strong as mine. the line was blurred, the ship sank as you watched with a mocking smile. someday, i will face the tumor. someday, i will cut it out, shut it down, make you stop. someday, but not today.
jeanaly
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Feb 28, 2012
Feb 28, 2012 at 12:56 AM UTC
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