you know how when you never use
those muscles til now,
you know how much it hurts
discomforts.
aches.
like a buried hole
dug so deep && throbbing
Like how a starving man
cannot fit a feast inside his
shrunken
shriveled
stomache
Like how this space
inside my heart, assigned to
you. is. cramped.
How much does it
hurt.
to laugh with you now
How much does it hurt to feel
near.
How i can't help but wonder. . . .
just how much you.
don't.
see.
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First, I found it to be an effective poem. Second, what really hit home was the author note. I've known a few who haven't used their emotional muscles, my dad was a lot like that himself. He could yell and scream when he felt the desire but he couldn't show love for his family, not in any traditional way...but that was long ago and neither here not there.
I like the symbolism/analogy here, how things are strained if we don't use them...including our communication skills. And the opening line, I thought that was an effective opener.
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:\ *hugs* i rly wish i could do something... but i can only do so much im sorry
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seems sad
I feel that someone feels as though they are not getting the proper attention they need. That is sad. I still love you! The Shaker
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