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by Shea
Rated: 18+ · Poetry · Other · #1306922
Poem of hurt and confusion
Truths that are not longer mine
Forgive and forget, turn the other cheek
No details left to shape my being
I can give back what you have given me
But you can not reverse the investment of me
My heart bursts with emotion
I can't possibly hold on to express it all
So then it fades
it is empty
I fade
I am empty

Now the momentum carries me through the motions to keep me alive
I don't bleed a physical blood
Instead i mourn
How others might define a night without a dry pillow
I diagnose a fading
No danger to myself
Only to the soul that slowly ceases to exist

Where does my motivation lie?
Where once lied a change of name
Now lies a confused day of hearts-
looking around at the dysfunction that never rested itself in us
Yet happiness shall not either

I am a different person now
An undefined searching for a space
yet, a confident assured all ends will meet
That assurance comes with an assumption
That you have found your missing link
Or come to be unafraid of the answer you have found

Eight months go by
Half the world still unaware
A world of awkward questions and lies
I often feel a pain in my hand
A sense of missing
The sparkle that used to shine back at me now is created within

You made me believe and trust what you couldn't
This was no difficult task
For you were aware of my transparency
While i was faced with the opaque
Now, as the heroine we have met, I have blindly lost my innocence

I never thought we would be back here
My response was irrevocable, a finality that needed no time separating
But for you, it was something different
Now to the games we've returned
Just when I have made i tto the top floor
You add another flight
You will always sabotage me
I tolerate more than I can hold
I try to stop myself, this isn't who I am, I claim
Truth be told, I have no such authority

"There comes a time when you must stay in the moment though your heart is bleeding, and there comes a time when you must walk away though you heart's still beating"
The next step is unknown, feared, and anxiously awaited
But to be in a time of bliss, assuming there is such a time
I must be in one such as this



Shea -  02-2007
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