swallowing noise
the words bubble up in my throat
“don’t touch me there”
“don’t talk to me like that”
“no, no, no, stop.”
but i remember you said i was good when i was silent
so i swallow my noise
and it’s soft and bitter as it slips down my chest
and soon my heartbeat’s quicker
and that boy thinks that it’s for him
so he smirks at me and goes on
as my eyes glaze over i’m wondering
are you proud of me now?
Posted Mar 19, 2021, 2:45 PM UTC · edited
Such a short poem but very powerful. Reminds me of one I’m working on - it’s so crazy how so many have gone through the same thing. “So I swallow my noise / and it’s soft and bitter as it slips down my chest” is my favorite line. I remember that feeling well, and you put it into words perfectly. The next few lines with your heartbeat quickening really bring a profound and complete ending to the story instead of leaving it open. Beautiful poem on a not so beautiful subject. Hope all is well with you.
thank you for your thoughts. it really is sad how many of us have gone through this and i’m sad that you know how swallowing noise feels like. i hope you never have to feel it again. take care :)