How can I know, will I ever ask
Tears drift serenely upon the pages of my life
My own inadequacies a harsh taste choking me
So many pages, too many unanswered questions
Alone I sit staring upon yet another page flecked with tears
Why her, is she just another in a long line
Call them the ones that got away if you must
How the hell will I ever know?
Fear, rising like ice, strangles my voice leaving me silent
Words shall never escape me,
A harsh laugh escapes from the strangled confines of my mind
Heart rate decreasing, alcohol taking hold I guess
A wry smile escapes because she will never know,
Just like all the rest in the past six years
Why you may ask, the answer is simple
Just look at the title and try to understand
A contest entry
- BWOM-Best Write of the Month, #4 with Starz of Heaven, aboomer and islekine by islekine.
1050 points, ended August 1, 16 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Someone choked with fear, never able to voice their feelings, to let someone know they care - a lot of people seem to use alcohol as a 'means' to give them courage to approach someone, then still don't.
I like the abstractness of this - could mean many things.
Personally, I'm not a big fan of every line capped and a piece all together like this. I seem to prefer verses, I guess - however, that does not change my feeling about a piece. If I like it, I like it irregardlessly of 'form' used.
I like the depth of this.
Nicely done.
thank you for your entry
best wishes in the contest
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Hi there I agree with isky this in interesting I did not like how each line began with a capital letter though but none the less something to think about thanks for entering be well.
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Interesting write!
I'm not sure how I feel about the last line....
It is a very different take to refer back to the title like that!
Great emotion in the poem! Thanks for your entry! Best wishes in the contest and always!
Write on!
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