my face dropped
like water, lost
(no longer possessing any characteristic
of eyes, nose, lips: alone)
not knowing,
dressed in shame
i could not say, no words
like bubbles
only what I could not explain.
I can not say anything to you
after all
you held in a spell,
made me a slave of your desire
not knowing
but i forgive you
what could i do anyway
the curls of the wind
washing my face of memories.
I do not hate you...
for so long I blamed you
for taking my mind and life away,
not being able to go on,
bearing a secret weight
alone by myself...
tear after tear after page after page,
the strange thoughts stretched for years.
Letting go, I was afraid
I would fall apart.
I would completely lose myself
in streams of sorrow.
It wasn't that way at all.
Comments
Beeme | September 1, 2009 - 12:56
I really enjoyed this. I love the images in this poem, great work :)
I especially liked this verse;
'I can not say anything to you
after all
you held in a spell,
made me a slave of your desire
not knowing
but i forgive you
what could i do anyway
the curls of the wind
washing my face of memories.'
Beeme xx
MistakenMagic | September 1, 2009 - 18:59
'I do not hate you...
for so long I blamed you
for taking my mind and life away,
not being able to go on,
bearing a secret weight
alone by myself...
tear after tear after page after page,
the strange thoughts stretched for years.'
- this stanza really spoke to me and I could relate to the poem as a whole - and I'm sure many people which makes this poem so beautiful. Well done.
Magic xxx
Cavalcaderl | September 1, 2009 - 19:49
New Steve
well done very true thousands can
identify this with you tear after tear
page after page.
But we must let go!
Otherwise it destroys us.
julie x (:-