I told you no one would care because nobody listens
But you do sometimes and that's fine
But if you don't pick up my head I won't know
Still you just pick up my hand
Then use it to slap me in the face like there's nothing else
So when will both of us be completely held?
First by letting go of what's in our hands and in our heads
And from that place we can give freely of ourselves
Yet still nobody listens, nobody but you
I wish I could say that is all I need
Start the count down
Expectations are higher
Then I fall down and expire
Author notes
Written by Emperor MAR May 11, 2007
This is about me being creative and entertaining and putting things out there and having almost no one ever caring about any of it. The person I'm originally addressing in this is my wife.
See http://piemerica.org a mass of content with a lack of visitors
Please comment if this meant anything to you.
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You know, this is a common ...
feeling, and one thing about this site is that very often you can write really amazing poems and nobody reads them or pays any attention. They seem to be totally wrapped up in their own little lives, and don't even know there's a whole world out there to explore and experience.
It's true, of course, that some of us are very busy, and don't have the time we'd like to have to read poetry here. However, most of the people here don't understand really deep poetry, or appreciate it. They just want to talk about slicing their wrist, or about a love affair gone wrong, etc.
The thing I like about your poem here is that aren't whining about how somebody done you wrong, or about how you'd like to slice off an ear so you can be like VIncent Van Gogh. That gets really old after a while.
Don't be discouraged if the world doesn't beat a path to your door. Just appreciate those who do listen and keep on writing and experiencing life as it comes. It's not a perfect world. We just have to make the best of the hand we're dealt.
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It doesn't feel good when our efforts toward others are only returned with apathy and indifference
There's a lot of painful emotion expressed in this piece. I can relate. I constantly feel like no one listens to me no matter what I try... even if it's a warning that what they are doing won't work out... they tell me I don't know what I'm talking about... then turn around to have it blow up in their face... I've given up on trying to be heard. If they don't want to listen then that's their loss and let them find out the hard way. Anyway, I started rambling there...
The very center of this poem was the most thought provoking part... it's a good message to the reader that one could look upon and apply to their own life.
"So when will both of us be completely held?
First by letting go of what's in our hands and in our heads
And from that place we can give freely of ourselves"
Great job expressing your feelings in this piece. I think it's easy for the reader to sense them! Wonderful job! -
Wow, I can really to relate to this. I hate the feeling of finally getting something out to somebody and then they don't even care :|. Anyhow, the emotion was very good. Very relatable ^.^ Great write.
xo
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