I feel as though you owe me something
And yet I honestly want nothing from you.
I'm clear on what I deserve,
what is possible
You were and are not it.
You make the most sense of everything I've ever experienced
but you left me the most confused
Because you went all out gave it everything
and left me spent and empty.
In the split moment of eternity
you filled me up with all I needed
and that's what I'll take away.
That little piece of nothing was enough.
This is my poetry... raw, real sounds from my mind right onto paper. I don't promise entertainment all the way, I may often not make any sense but I hope someone enjoys it or can relate once in a while.
Showing posts with label past. Show all posts
Showing posts with label past. Show all posts
Wednesday, March 11, 2015
Monday, March 9, 2015
Talking about you still hurts. I can say it calmly, but it makes me start looking for you all over again. You are my inexplicable, my mystery.
Friday, December 19, 2014
Monday, April 15, 2013
Not So Young Today
My eyes often burn
My hands shake, but not too much
My back aches and is never settled
The body I once knew is fading away
My hair has long since begun to turn grey
You would think I'm old
Still in my prime and yet so far from what I desire
to be
Vibrant and happy
Fresh and unafraid
Strong and on top of the world.
Listen to me talk...
Watch my labored walk...
I sigh like I've seen and been through it all...
I have loved and lived enough for a hundred lifetimes...
I have learnt lessons and have the scars of all my burns...
If you didnt already know who I am,
You would think I'm old
My hands shake, but not too much
My back aches and is never settled
The body I once knew is fading away
My hair has long since begun to turn grey
You would think I'm old
Still in my prime and yet so far from what I desire
to be
Vibrant and happy
Fresh and unafraid
Strong and on top of the world.
Listen to me talk...
Watch my labored walk...
I sigh like I've seen and been through it all...
I have loved and lived enough for a hundred lifetimes...
I have learnt lessons and have the scars of all my burns...
If you didnt already know who I am,
You would think I'm old
Thursday, January 31, 2013
it’s understandable
I was angry and ready for a fight until he
called
Then my heart was again ready for flight, I
started to fall
I was a nervous wreck by the end of week
Not sure whether to go down fighting or turn the
other cheek
The excitement, I’m told, was all over my face
The emotion called love tends to blot out time
and space
So when I saw him and smiled like I did
I let myself just bathe in the joy, back to
being a kid
And afterwards when it came time to really talk
He took me down the incredibly difficult road he
had to walk
The silence was intermittent and full of such
pain
One would rather spend a night sleeping in the
rain
You can only forgive and you can’t help but cry
That through his pain, he hardly even tried
Left outside The Circle to your own devices
Would you hold strong against all your friends’
advices?
The pieces are still fragile and yet to be
mended
But I’m glad we spoke and made peace and no one
pretended.
23-Oct-09
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Saturday, January 26, 2013
21 Questions
You like
the idea of my teeth cracking?
Maybe one
or two scraping against my flesh as I swallow them involuntarily?
Does it
give you pleasure to see my eyes water when your fist withdraws from my face?
Maybe that
imprint the force of the impact leaves upon my skin?
Would you
get off faster if I screamed louder now, before
I hit my threshold for pain?
I mean,
your pleasure, would it peak if you knew how much I was in pain from the get
go?
You are
laughing even though I'm scratching your flesh off and fighting for my life?
Was I
insane to think you were the strong and confident type and beat me because you
can't express your emotions?
Well of
course, but that doesn’t make it ok, does it?
Are you
going to let me walk out the door this time?
Will you
watch silently this time as I cram all my belongings into the two suitcases you
let me call mine?
Rather
than grab my things and burn them before you will let me walk away?
will you
step aside and let me get in my car and drive away with my bones intact?
I won't
have to spend a night in a new ER will I, you'll allow me reprieve this time?
Are you
crazy, do you think I want to stay here another night?
You think
it's ok to sleep with whomever you please while I sit back and live in lonely
misery?
You think
I am going to sit and wait for another life threatening encounter tonight?
Do you
know how long I have been thinking of releasing myself from your abusive grasp?
You think
I won't fight back when it is all about joy and the air I breathe?
I will
battle with every last bead of breath you may draw from me, don't you believe
it?
Do you
like the flowers they chose with your coffin?
better you
than me, I say...
10-Jan-10
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Thursday, July 19, 2012
Just to get the ball rolling, I found something I wrote quite a while back... I'm sure if I tried hard enough, I could find the exact reason I wrote this piece in my memory banks, but I am not up for that :)
There is no song to accompany this one just yet. If anyone reads this and has one in mind, feel free to comment.
“Untitled”
I’ll cover my ears but not to hear you say goodbye
I’ll cover my face but not for you to see me cry
I could be
a soldier but the plane is too loud
I could be
a woman but have I not vowed
I’ll cover my mouth but not to say the words I must
I’ll cover my heart but not to block the final thrust
I could be
a singer but all I want is to kiss
I could be
a woman but I have dreaded this!
I’ll cover my self, cover my soul but not because of who you
are
I’ll cover the pain, uncover the joy that we have come this
far
Who would
ever thought it, I’d not have bought it
That you
and I would say farewell, tears in my lids may well
But cover up the sorrow. I must to keep it from attack
Cover up the longing just in case I want my baby back
Cover that soulful throaty groan, turn it into laughter
Cover that old fairy tale of Happy Ever After
written 13/08/06 by KaBabyblu
Thank you for reading.
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