I swim the seconds in solitude and silence,
barely treading water in my spirit,
feeling lost in current that sucks me of joy,
a shell left, hallow of meaning,
cold and numb,
wondering will it collapse
from the weight of the mask I wear.
Each day I consume vitamin supplements,
aspirin and gallons of diet coke,
embalming the pains of aging,
just to let my body function
without the burning in my joints and muscles.
Left wondering where the exit sign is
for this mausoleum of passion
where I languish as a love’s corpse,
having lost my way to joy
so long ago
my mind can’t remember its warmth.
Passing faces during the day
in how their still seems to be a fire,
gives me a ray of hope I might still find
some way to escape the vice grip of routine.
It presses against my mood,
squeezing it of any enthusiasm.
Clinging on to a life raft of fantasies
to keep from drowning in depression.
Falling asleep at night
not really worried if I’ll awake,
could death truly be more scary
than countless years of a rigor mortis heart?
A contest entry
- What Are You Feeling Inside? by Heavens Child.
550 points, ended October 28, 2008, 20 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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You drew me in powerfully with the line 'treading water in my spirit'. I struggle with depression so I could relate to every thought written here. Best wishes and thank you for entering.
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Very powerful write. The last stanza was amazingly profound. Really makes the reader think of how lonely life can be without love. Sometimes if people don't have love in life it can seem like they can feel dead inside from having a broken heart or maybe just a feeling of emptiness. Thanks for sharing and best of luck in the contest.
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Awwwww
Wow this is a very emotional powerful write. Oh the mundane routine that life can become is definitely overwhelmingly depressing at times.
So vitamin suppliments, aspirin and diet coke. LOL, I must say that is pretty funny. So I too am understanding the aging of the joints and muscles. LOL, Not any fun that is for sure, but diet coke, oh yes to keep you going. I drink ice tea. LOL,
I so appreciated the hope you had in the second to last stanza with the peoples faces.
Wishing you the best in the contest but I don't think you need it. This is a golden write for sure.
Wishing You Many Blessings
Much Love Always
Kelle Marie
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Very powerful! You've explored here what all kinds of people think about. The poem flows eloquently and leaves the reader with a thought-provoking question. Nice job
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Oh my goodness...
I felt each line... Very moving dad..
Now what can we do to help make you happier.
Love,
Delila
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Love the lines clinging to a life raft of fantacies! Some poeple that is their whole world ...fantacies!
Never reality! ~Sie
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WOW!!!! I really like this one that you have done
Good luck in the contest!
It presses against my mood,
squeezing it of any enthusiasm.
Clinging on to a life raft of fantasies
to keep from drowning in depression.
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