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it would be you

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Numbness is in my veins

and slowly it travels

to my heart.

 

The taste of betrayal

 ripe like leftover coffee;

bitter

 even after you

have brushed your teeth

it's still there.

 

 I am jittery.

 

Images are traveling

so fast

and my breath

can't keep up.

 

Even typing these words

is hard.

 

I would turn to the bottle

but damn

recovery is a bitch

and

the song the lady

is singing 

said

it's a long way down.

 

Who do you turn to,

when trust is gone?

And facing your own demons

leaves you empty, lost

and scared?

 

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  • kjack
    January 16

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    No words could possibly express what I felt when I read this. I guess as you put it "empty, lost, and scared." This was hauntingly beautiful. You possess a phenomenal talent. I loved this one. I will have to bookmark it for later reading.

    becca


  • poetryality silver member
    September 20, 2008

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    Let us hope that before that numb feeling pierces the heart, it subsides. Your heart must keep pounding as feverishly as the first time I met you dear one. The sadness here from betrayal is enough to indcue cardiac arrest but we must forge ahead regardless, and strive to live.

    We must face oue various demons. They won't go away until we do. Your poem has picthed me into worry as I see it was not written for a contest so, it must have escaped from your spirit.

    I pray YOU, the children, and X are well.


    Much Love Always ♥

    Renee


  • Night Hope gold member
    August 23, 2008
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  • My Nemesis
    August 11, 2008

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    The pain in the words here is almost physical...I can almost reach out and hold on to them. Once again you have amazed me with your writing.


  • Ogreatbaldone gold member
    July 13, 2008

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    You turn to your inner strength Cat, which is evident in your words here upon this ethereal page. Your words give a whisper to your true emotions that settles in the readers being and causes him to reflect and wonder if this is just good writing or if the words were dug out from some deeper, darker, more personal place...hope all is well with you and yours...Peace Terry


  • Nicolette gold member
    July 9, 2008

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    A tough one this is, Catressa... you always pull me into your words, make me feel them too.



    ~ Nicolette


  • faderman1959
    July 9, 2008

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    So much sadness and sorrow in this! One that I can relate to all to well! But very well written my friend!

  • tara wilson gold member
    July 9, 2008

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    this is so sad & a start though, maybe turn to poetry, it is hard to find new things to turn to when we feel like this.. when we have always used one thing to make us feel better.


  • SeptemberFaith
    July 9, 2008

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    Cat ~~

    I love this part:

    "I would turn to the bottle
    but damn
    recovery is a bitch
    and
    the song the lady
    is singing
    said
    it's a long way down."

    It made me laugh out load because this is something that I could see you saying in a regular conversation. These words are very true.

    Facing your own demons is part of growing stronger, learning and moving forward. Feeling betrayed is one of the most hurtful feeling, but you have to look deeper. Things are not always what they seem on the outside. Look further and you might find that it wasnt what you thought it to be.. or you might find that you have ever right to be angry.

    The most important thing is to talk.... open up communication lines.. and listen...

    xoxox love you darlin'

    Criss

  • arafura gold member
    July 8, 2008

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    This is very powerful and emotional Cat... I feel the sense of loss and the hopelessness. Brilliant!


  • Catatonia
    July 8, 2008

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    Sad, Inviting, and Alive

    God this is such a sad piece, it kills me to read - and re-read. It's so bitter, and written so damn well. You feel every single emotional wave, as you were penning it. If I had tear-ducts I might of cried, I know this pain, well. And the bitter pill, never goes away entirely. Definately A+, but sad as hell. Bravo Cat

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