Stumbling, no longer falling
and there seems to be no rope.
Nothing is catching the fall
as was promised and I'd hoped.
You seem so caught up in you;
something we share in common
but this seems to be the bullet
and our one biggest problem.
Consumption of my every breath
and robbery of my soul.
You've taken everything left of me
and given me no role.
You captivate me unexpectedly
but complicate things all the same.
I hadn't anticipated having to beg
for something so mundane.
Turned my world upside down
and left me in pieces shattered.
Show concern when I'm crying,
as if these things mattered.
The little things go undone
and the bigger ones, unsaid.
You leave me crying all alone
and each day I wake to dread.
Your knife in me is a slow death
but it is the leash I can't detach,
everyday new red tears pour
the same tears you promised to catch.
Promises fade into momentary glory
and I've turned into a distraction
rather than a life-long love;
just a momentary attraction.
Pounding thoughts that suffocate me
leaving me breathless at my seams
I am the doll you drag around
when convenient for your means.
Once was loved and taken care of
now a raggedy, pieces shattered.
Treated like an invalid.
To you I once mattered.
(c) 2004 BRH
Time to move on
The world is full of new opportunities and chances...
Peter
a very powerful and focused poem ...
Your heart rings thru this,
prayerfully,
cynth'ya lewis reed