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Thrust into a turbulent nexusExceeding ability to copeSucker-punched in my solar plexusVictim of life's rope-a-dope....Mark Toney © 2020.01/01/2020 - Poetry form: Rhyme
When everything around me is dark and meaningless
Yet on the inside I feel a burning brightness
My emotions so strong
So incendiary
That they light my heart on fire
i don’t know how to describe it,
the burning in my throat
the tingle on my lips.
It’s something sinister,
searching for something to kill.
It spent It’s time
The impossible has happened and now I am impossibly numb.
The bitter sting of an empty core, I wanted more. More warmth more sun, more love, hope.
And I want more still.
Many times in school I have felt alone,
However, spoken word catches me in it's net.
It heals my the the wounds from words that may cause a broken bone.
When I am alone
Quite often I'm thrown
Violently into a mood
By my pensive attitude
I think of my past
The time that has passed
An impossible parable
A pair of bowls with a missing spoon
The broken sun in the afternoon
Raindrops in a hot monsoon
The Day you Died I felt
Nothing.
It's not that I didn't care. No, I did.
But I felt an abyss. Emptiness. A black hole.
No sensation. You dead, I alive
But both, in destiny, tied.
Stop. Stop telling me to cope.
Do you me enough to say the words you have spoke?
To ask me why I’m hurting just isn’t enough
Love.
I've always wanted love.
But a special kind of love.
Not that lovey dovey, kiss kiss, let me talk to you every second of the day - love, no.
The way we see ourselves is a very powerful thing. It not only builds or breaks the fortress around us it allows others to step into our realms and puncture our castles. It displays vulnerability and hides destruction.
If I close my eyes, I can hear them
The quiet mumbling of the crowd
Voices mingling into one loud whisper
Try to accomplish what I did
Try to feel what I felt
Try to see what I saw
Try to deal with what you dealt
Try to cope with what you inheld
Try to care with what you gave
I thought my heart was breaking, I thought the day was done
I thought that time was taking too long for me
Now I see
Love is infinite
And you just need me to be here
Dry your tears, I'm here
Uncertainty grows around us as time whispers into our ears
And with age, we lose hope, year after year
Dreams are planted and watered for the young at heart
But time comes to play and tears these dreams apart.
In the dark are lifeless hopes
Scattered just like the dreams of old.
Where are the stars? She said to the cold,
And what is it like exactly to cope
When the doors are slowly closing shut?
