i.
Running my hands through silken hair I wondered how long eternity was,
Years span centuries in the chaotic remnants of pensieve thoughts preserved in memorial.
Numbers make criss-cross patterns in my mind,
And I'm taken back to that place I was,
(Repressed memories are sometimes blessings)
I thought pain was duller as the time swept it away...
No more than the dust vacuumed up, leaving bloody scars on me,
It hurts almost as bad reopening them up.
(maybe it won't get infected this time)
ii.
Pressing as much emotion I can into you, I wonder if you can feel any of it.
As my heart bleeds out my mouth I'm cutting it into pulsating pieces,
And giving each one to you.
My eyes beg you to dissect them (me) and show me how I can love you this much,
(How you can love me...)
Cut me up and paste me back together like a paper-doll,
You're the only glue holding me together.
iii.
And that night every crystal raindrop falling was a double edged dagger,
killing you.
(...and me.)
And all wishes focused on feeling the broken thoughts darkening your eyes.
The twin stars shining from your visage went out,
Drowned in the floodwaters of the gray-blue depths of mine.
iv.
Passion is a lot easier than love,
Automatic motions and feelings bring less pain than your fingers cutting into mine,
Reminding me how they make my hands whole.
Seeing the ghostly image of their absence is nightmarishly real.
Just kiss away everything but you,
Make me forget how to breathe.
Take my life with you...
v.
Exhausted with missing you, I'm almost embracing the frigidity of solitude,
Photos seem to wither with old age and the creases in paper love-notes start to rip,
Melodies play themselves in my brain and all I can remember is the tears,
History always repeats itself,
So I won't let the tear-stains hitting the keys short-circuit my computer,
I won't let them heal my perforated skin. (and slice open my heart)
I can't stand to say goodbye again.
Author notes
M e n n a
terrible, i love him too much...
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Comments
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This is very heartfelt. I enjoyed the way this was written. Congrats on you trophies and thank you for entering my contest
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brilllllllllllllliant!
"And I'm taken back to that place I was,
(Repressed memories are sometimes blessings)"
"Cut me up and paste me back together like a paper-doll,
You're the only glue holding me together." - loving the simile here, created a fantastic image in my head.
"History always repeats itself,
So I won't let the tear-stains hitting the keys short-circuit my computer,
I won't let them heal my perforated skin. (and slice open my heart)" - i don't know what else I can say but amazing.
I can't stand to say goodbye again." - what a way to end the poem. Fits in with the rest amazingly!
Fantastic write, well done and thanks for entering.
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"I'm putting you back together... One piece at a time...
Never say goodbye, only goodnight..." -
I Love Your Title
It's amazing how well you described your feelings. And I know it probably takes courage to post a poem this personal for others to read and disect. I got an account yesterday and am still working on being brave enough to post my poems
the only thing was i kept getting confused as to what you meant with some things, but it's always hard to make people understand what you are thinking when you cut yourself...
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The title is.. wow.
I can see effort, I can see the emotion flying off the scream as you write this. I loved what wasin the in the paranthesees.
Favorite lines: Repressed memories are sometimes blessins and.
History always repeats itself
That line isn't original but you may it be in this contest!
Thank you for entering.
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History always repeats itself,
So I won't let the tear-stains hitting the keys short-circuit my computer,
I won't let them heal my perforated skin. (and slice open my heart)
I can't stand to say goodbye again."
wow. this is sad, but amazing. I absoultly love the title.
thank you for entering. good luck
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definitely a very heartfelt poem, and you conveyed your sadness and longing very well. i'm assuming this was about your favorite person.
Good luck in the contests
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