Give Me Back Myself
Floating ghostly
Through this old house
Trying to be forgetful,
Remembering everything
Before this unholy day
And so....
Fourth on
Is a burden of a boulder
Meant for pushingÂ
Up a hill, every waking moment;
At wait til....
The pecking orderÂ
Begins,
Yet,
Mollases moves faster
Than time that takesÂ
Me to harden;
Seen translucentÂ
Through a bird's eye view
Made easier for disembowelment,
Or at least I've not
Fallen numb toÂ
The torturous crow.
Fearing
Assumption
Labeled a phantom
Haunted, by those very same
Chains
Thought...well broken long ago,
But was only successfulÂ
Getting further down
Loop.
Her comparisonÂ
Will be forever ammo
Once bombs carefully placed,
Hearts explode
Leaving bodies contaminatedÂ
In survival aftermath,
Sifting debris of feelings
Cursing
Sorry selved faces
Once exploited in past.
Coming out
In shining new armor,
EquippedÂ
With a sharper sword
Better suited for battle....
One I intend
To never endure again.
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You got the gist of it C and I thank you for the comment. I think learning to be yourself again can be a big step when you spent so much time living for another. Much love. Peace.
Geez DEVON!!......... the first three quarters of that I was so entranced by the struggle....... and the metaphors, analogies, and that haunting picture.......... I could feel the pressure of a man fighting for his own......... and then.........BAM!!......a burst of positivity......... wow bro!!......... what a gift to be able to express yourself this poetically............ Loved every friggin' creative word of this........... you're a good man Charlie Brown......... and an amazingly expressive writer!!............ALL STARS.......... your friend and admirer.....T xo
Yo....big bro, from one admirer to another thank you. The moment ceased me and the expressive side of me came scrawling out. I have definitely not been good in my hiding place but today im a bit more seen. Im glad you enjoyed my Sisyphus and Prometheus punishment anologies, love can be like that sometimes or is. Peace bud!
Hey Devon I hear and feel you loud and clear in this one . I have been down this road before .I have been divorced for 2 years now and still hurt like never before . It goes away and comes back . Hugs to you rockÂ
What's up Rock. I know it never will or never does, like scars on the heart it is always remembered the ones you love. Peace bro.