i shall return to this
when i have forgotten him-
as a witness to endings
and the loveless of his loving.
the names i cherished
in a secret darkness
between pages in my diary
lost meaning in the repetition of pen strokes.
over the years,
the faces of those i loved
blended into a single form-
an equation of unconscious decision,
a mantra of mistakes:
there are so many
lies and unlived dreams,
dark rooms, and stale cigarette smoke.
men - coming and going quietly,
staying only long enough to leave stains
on my sheets and bruises on my thighs
though i am not proud of this life,
this skin i've trapped myself in
but i realize that i am who i am-
all wounds and words combined,
and in time, i will overcome
and when everything is done,
i shall return to this
and have no reason to reminisce
over what can no longer exist.
Author notes
i took the first line of this poem from sithlelisa's poem "magnolia rain" the link is here if you'd like to read it. allpoetry.com/Poem/1487356
Written September 3rd, 2005
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it was very interesting to see that line ..taken to a new string of thought... I enjoyed the way you trailed from it.. then came back to it near the end .. in the circle.. ah and we do return...until we no longer have to.
very nicely done..
~~Lisa/whims -
Just read it!
I really like this one. -Al -
thankyou
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Beautiful and poignant. "All words and wounds combined," is subtle but hits you in the secret places of your heart. Hidden pains prodded in a "roundabout" fashion--apt title.
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