blood on the footpath
and in my mind
i ask my friends
but they say none of its mine
hard to believe
with all that ive done
father see what i have become
i follow your road
and it leads me to none
i hope for a whisper
to guide me again
this rage is tempest
and rushes like flames
the sadness in calm
and flows like rain
grief and it tears
like im ripped apart
they never tell you that
an emotion came become so consuming
that it becomes physical pain
i drop to the floor
holding your arm
crying and yelling
for all that i need
i need friends
and a family
some form of love
to hold me together
when the dam breaks
and the torrid river
crashes down
is this a sin
to want what is not mine
but i feel this cry of my soul
telling me to reach out
and keep holding on
as the feeling rushes away
and could it be another dream
that makes this different again?
break this free
and take me away
to the world of light and dark
where everything is clear
and i can see where my heart lies
telling me to just let you love me
but i dont want this tearing apart
of what i am
why couldnt you love just once as i am
accept this as i give you
and give it back once again....
A contest entry
- Reaching Out From Hell by SilverWolf.
335 points, ended September 28, 2008, 15 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - TEARS OF ANGER & GUILT SWALLOWING OUR SOULS...enter if you dare.... by ears2hearyou.
900 points, ended November 29, 2008, 39 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Your Best Three Pre-writes by piccola.
800 points, ended November 27, 2008, 140 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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congratulations on the bronze. I understand the feeling of needing friends and family when things come crashing down. Sometimes we never get what we want and have to pull ourselves up or just let go ...
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congrats on the bronze trophy. Another dark one. Filled with vivid imagery again ... I'd love to see something that wasn't so dark from you. It would be wonderful
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very touching to read this poem, you really allowed your
ink and heart to flow it all out....
many lines of such strong courage in you too!
sometimes the lessons we have to learn in life,
really do feel sculpting, peeling, and painful...
and I have found upon reflection, that those times
were some of the most powerful in my life
and transformed a newer woman stronger, and wiser
in her heart and soul.
ears/Seattle
thankyou for your beautiful and powerful poem!
your flow was flawless form.
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it seems so real. it seems like you are just letting it out and being real. and thats good. lol. i like it. keep writing, your stuff is good and i am sure it will only get better.
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aww thanks!
i really feel like this. this really touched me
thank you for writing it. thank u
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