i don’t invite them to visit my heart
yet they march in unbidden and stay
for days on end, until i want to scream
and push them out into the cold street
loves dies a long slow death or none at all
if i could hate you, i would choose to
but i have no choice in the matter
and so my empty heart misses you
and never fails to open her door
when your memory knocks again
i gave to you, without a thought
of the toll love would exact
and when pay day came, still
i had no regret for giving my love
a little joy would be welcome
equally welcome would be the blues
for numbness and perpetual limbo
are the shadowed hell i still endure
i need to hate you, how can i hate you?
how can i forget to remember
the beauty of the love we once felt
and stark emptiness of nothingness
when it was crushed to death
under the leaden foot of neglect?
i wish never to hear that knock again
or to feel the river of tears thrashing
just below the smooth surface of my soul
i'd gladly trade this nothingness for pain
I can identify with the emotions being so wrung out with a form of relational stalemate that it's the war of attrition that finally wears you down. The pain of nothingness where the "problem" basically seems all ours and the other party is either in denial or just content to sit it out, letting us fill our own sails, waiting for the storms to pass, assuming we will be OK tomorrow. Sorry, Belle... bit of a personalised response, but the fatigue I really picked up on here. I am sure that many can relate to the emptiness you dextrously convey in their own various relational situations. Words and emotions withheld can be as damaging as negative ones released. My love and sympathies with the sentiments of this heart-wrung write. Love Kate xx
A life devoid of love can't offer any, then again...one can learn something new, another door to knock or be willing to start filling nothingness with a little something.
Vouz est adorable!
Georg
very emotional and full of honesty but still...the pain just below the surface radiates from each line.
Fee
Reviewed by chris stienstra (Reader)
Reviewed on September 4, 2007
Another treasure to store with the rest. In time, we all hope pain and lonliness will subside. However, the journey it takes us to while we try to live is like a rollercoaster with its ups and downs. I hope always for more ups......my best regards,
Chris
I like this too much Belle. You talent is evidently limitless. I'm Proud to be counted amoung your friends. You will always remain the Capt. RED ED of days gone by, sadly.
Love ya,
Walt....(former slave, but still an admirer... just drop by now and then for a sentimental flogging)
Your poem touched my memories [my first husband]. I am so blessed to have had him in my life even though the marriage ended in divorce. Without him I would never have had those 3 wonderful sons.
A beautiful poem, yet, sad when love is 'crushed to death.'
Kathy
Reviewed by twinklewrites at her desk (Reader)
Reviewed on September 4, 2007
another beautiful write LaBelle...expressing all the emotions of a love one once love and still loved, forgive and move on with life...Hugs and Love, Peggy
Oh Belle,
I know this all too well. It is a curse to be able to love someone so deeply, but it is also a blessing too.
Much, Peace, Love, and Light to you dear one,
Amber "V"
Okay that's it! I'll cry!!! I will. I am. Passion moves me, memories call me...Incredibly these too, are moved by you. This is beautiful, real, Primary eloquence overall. Bravo!
Into each life a little pain must fall or was that rain. I guess we can't have one without the other. I love your word usage in that last verse. Blessings Always, Paul.
Touching.... Yet, should a touch come, it would be everything. Confessing, and yet, the unreturned love and memories are without redemption in this bearing of all yearning for a blissful return. Great composition, here, and tightly gripping! Well done! - Bill
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Vouz est adorable!
Georg
Be safe,
Karen
Fee
Chris
Love ya,
Walt....(former slave, but still an admirer... just drop by now and then for a sentimental flogging)
A beautiful poem, yet, sad when love is 'crushed to death.'
Kathy
I know this all too well. It is a curse to be able to love someone so deeply, but it is also a blessing too.
Much, Peace, Love, and Light to you dear one,
Amber "V"
Thanks,
Dan
Into each life a little pain must fall or was that rain. I guess we can't have one without the other. I love your word usage in that last verse. Blessings Always, Paul.
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :(