Squashed under the elephantine foot of sadness, which presses down, down, without mercy, my soul bleeds until I become quite transparent ... it's as if I am invisible.
You will not have me to kick around anymore; I am sorry that I bothered you. When the motives of a Peacemaker are questioned, it makes the job very difficult.
I will not ask for any more favors from you if you will do one last thing for me: Remember that I tried to be a friend to all and destroyed myself in the process.
Karla, that first stanza is evidence that you are a poet of significant talent. You have captured in these lines the vast sadness that envelopes some of us and causes us to retreat. If indeed your trying to be a friend has "destroyed" you, then my personal hope is that you'll know with some of us you don't have to try at all. Rest in that and be full of the peace that passes understanding. Love and healing, Dawn
Ah Karla, I feel that you have been wounded deeply, remember though, you have VERY many friends here, I read you because I love your poetry, never let anyone stop you from expressing yourself.
there's an old saying: if you loan someone $50 bucks and they never come back, it was probably worth it. consider yourself freed up of extra baggage, and take a load off.
I'm not sure what is going on in the den. You seem like a wonderful angel. Who would think of hurting you? Hope whoever is hurting you will see the real Karla and stop this.
There are no words for me to place here, Karla other than to say that only you have the power to reach your desired destiny. The life preserver has been tossed to you, but it is worthless if you don't reach out and grab onto it. I will pray for you to find the needed strength.
Take care,
Sherry
Hey, Kid... We love you. We know you're kind and good. We also know that you wouldn't hurt a soul. So go your way without a thought to what is being done to you. Just give us the name and address - and we'll kick the schiit out him or her! - Bill
By the way, that's damn fine poetry you use as the vehicle.
Sweet, sweet woman...fear not that which carries venom. Those that bite have only that once and failing attempt to injure. The poetry and love that you effortlessly spread through your words brands to the core. One can not read you and be the same. Stay, as you are, this poet needs his Lady of the Lights...
Dearest Karla who ever is hurting you is not a true friend...they would never do such a thing, please don't give up writing because of one person's narrow mindedness.
Hang in there, Karla. As I've said so many times before, it is usually better to express our feelings in the form of the written word but occasionally, some people do not think about their actions or what harm those actions may cause to others. You still have PLENTY of friends here. If there's one thing I've learned in my brief 24 years of life, it is that you cannot please everyone. All you can do is be certain to please yourself and be happy with that.
My thoughts and prayers are with you, always.
Hugs & Love,
Jill
Karla-- You Can't Wish, Hope Nor Pray-But You Can Make Your Amends Today, 1st to Yourself---Then To All Others_
Great write But, Sad Write.
PS: Our Days Grow Shorter----Millions Of You Walk Around Living In Vacuum----Never Thinking This Can Be My Last Day (Last Breath) Then Instantly You (All) Awaken Up In The Mourning--Your Own Graves...
Karla:
This is an excellent write, I will be praying for you, whose been bothering you my friend? I will be praying that things change, and please keep writing, its a gift you were given dont let anyone take that from you
God Bless
Michelle!
I feel the deep wound of this write, Karla, hearing its echoes in my soul.
Sometimes, destroying self means rising anew, from phoenix-ashes of tears, fostering wisdom through reluctant understanding of others, and, thus, of self, though all that is seen from the words is the hurt. I hear this in this Poet's voice through the piece 'Peacemaker's Last Wish'.
who is picking on you karla, i'll take them out to the woodshed...you can't satisfy everyone but damn don't you wish you could. keep writing girl, you are too good to let one person ruin things for you
Well written, deep passionate write that comes from the heart, I know how you feel for one bad review can spoil the joy of all the good ones we get. However you should not think of giving up writing for you would only be depriving those of us who enjoy your work. Hugs.
Snap out of it? Snap OUT of it?? I wish I could. I take people's comments very seriously; when someone says something that hurts, it wounds deeply. I can't help it--I've always been like that. Maybe I shouldn't be writing at all, because apparently, I can't take criticism.
There is only one true friend that you should care that much about Karla, and you know who He is! You are in control of your destiny, not your friends, I'll keep you in prayer, and hope you will see that though others may disappoint us and take us down, it is only temporary and we have the say over how long we will stay down.
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Reindeer
Stay well!
Sandie Angel a.k.a. Sandie May Angel :o(
Take care,
Sherry
By the way, that's damn fine poetry you use as the vehicle.
Sweet, sweet woman...fear not that which carries venom. Those that bite have only that once and failing attempt to injure. The poetry and love that you effortlessly spread through your words brands to the core. One can not read you and be the same. Stay, as you are, this poet needs his Lady of the Lights...
Peace and (((Hugs)))
Brian
big hugs((((Karla))))
Paul;-)
My thoughts and prayers are with you, always.
Hugs & Love,
Jill
Great write But, Sad Write.
PS: Our Days Grow Shorter----Millions Of You Walk Around Living In Vacuum----Never Thinking This Can Be My Last Day (Last Breath) Then Instantly You (All) Awaken Up In The Mourning--Your Own Graves...
Your Friend, TRASK
This is an excellent write, I will be praying for you, whose been bothering you my friend? I will be praying that things change, and please keep writing, its a gift you were given dont let anyone take that from you
God Bless
Michelle!
Sometimes, destroying self means rising anew, from phoenix-ashes of tears, fostering wisdom through reluctant understanding of others, and, thus, of self, though all that is seen from the words is the hurt. I hear this in this Poet's voice through the piece 'Peacemaker's Last Wish'.
Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
What is said about a literary work should be considered as such,
once it is an opinion of a reader.
"Peacemaker's Last Wish" bears a sad voice, but most of all it is
a poem of profound contents, which make this an excellent reading.
Keep sharing Your wrting, Poet. Your work is appreciated and
approved by the majority.
Healthy Long Creative and Blissful Life.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Felix
Snap out of it? Snap OUT of it?? I wish I could. I take people's comments very seriously; when someone says something that hurts, it wounds deeply. I can't help it--I've always been like that. Maybe I shouldn't be writing at all, because apparently, I can't take criticism.
Karla. :(
Warmest hugs and Love to you Sis!!
Love Tinka
Love,
Eileen
Powerful, emotive read; one feels the pain within. God be with you, and know that He is ALWAYS there, no matter HOW you may be hurting!
(((HUGS))), much love, and prayers~ As always, your twin, Karen Lynn. :( >Tears <
Take care,
Letitia