Under Cut

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She lays there and wonders

As she plays with the knife

Why she plunders with worry and strife

It pounds at her like thunder

As she lays under

Her life

Unable to see the lightening that follows

Shinning momentary light on the way

She is hollow

All she hears is the thunder

As she lays under

Her life

Β© Jennifer David 2013

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31 comments

  1. johnallenrichter

    Dark, concise, and very well worded… I get the feeling of suicide from this, and entering into something completely unknown “Unable to see the lightning that follows….. Momentary lighting along the way” ….. to? Eternity, nothingness, Afterlife? Who knows…. An incredibly sad and most complicated subject… Well written.

    • Jennifer Writings of a Mrs

      Thank you very much for sharing your thoughts John. Suicide is indeed a rampant issue in our day and age.
      ‘Cutting’ is also a major issue with young people.
      I’ve never struggled with either of these issues personally so to hear that you can be ‘taken there’ through my words is most humbling.
      Again thanks for sharing and take good care,
      Jennifer

  2. leflorejs

    That first stanza really felt nice.

    “She lays there and wonders
    As she plays with the knife
    Why she plunders with worry and strife
    It pounds at her like thunder
    As she lays under
    Her life”

    The rhyme scheme just made much more brilliant thanks for sharing. Not to mention those dark thoughts when we are going through it. As we lay under life again brilliant word choice.

  3. claudia

    laying under her life… i think there were moments in my life that felt just like that.. it’s not an easy place to be for sure..hope she doesn’t use that knife, you know..

  4. wordsinsidemysoul

    This is an amazing poem. I like the way it seems to swell and fade with each of the two stanzas (At least that is how I saw them, as two separate stanzas). In a way it mirrors the pulse of a storm. The imagery of hearing thunder but not seeing the lightning is pretty spectacular. Like she is drowning in troubles, but cant see the moments of hope. Anyway that is a lot to say, and it is just my take on it. All that to say, I really enjoyed this poem.

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