Life-Jacket
Your fingers painted a sorrowful picture on my soul
Nothing I’ve done has filled this hole
Fresh memories of things gone wrong
Can’t remember when I wasn’t sad
Light touches of misery
Sitting here they’re my only company
Tears leaving a trail of pain
My yells cursing your name
The wounds are still here yet they no longer bleed
Loneliness numbing my needs
Repetitive soul searching
Finding my self on my knees
Searching for where solitude leads
Painful kisses
Tortured memories
Shouting obscenities
Stirring words untold to anyone
Loves shadow resting on me
Bits and pieces of shattered love
Like trying to color with broken crayons
A scar lies where you last kissed me
Since you’ve gone its been so bad
Never noticed what I had
Marked as damaged
Thrown to the side
My face in my hands trying to hide
You were the one thing that kept me afloat
What do I do now my life-jacket’s gone
Steven Mels
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Written August 9th, 2005
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Drowning in your sorrows. This is a beautiful write. A scar lies where you last kissed me. That is my favorite line in this wonderful poem. I Hope, by reading and commenting on all these older poems, that I am not digging up a bunch of old graves that you have buried, and left behind. This is a very beautifully sad and emotional poem. Beautifully sad <(I think that may be an oxymoron.)
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this poem moved me a lot. hope you continue to move on and not dwell on the past, and i hope you are okay now.
yours,
Kristina
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Sad. . but this is good. . . Thanks for the comment
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Good job BB! The searching hurts, I know. Once you get through it I'm sure you will find something even more valuable than a borrowed life jacket. Keep writing, keep searching, keep loving.
Excellent poem -
Good job!
That love left you scared badly... I feel the pain in this poem which is really sad. Great write hon. Good job!
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