A Plea

These emotions, I want them no more!

Purge me of them, strip them from

My very core.  Doubt and elation spew

Forth like a geyser of self infliction, yet

Also of sweetness that forever floats

Upon time.  This heart, I wish not to

Feel it!  Take it away, and with it, the

Impending pain I know awaits me in

Days ahead.  I know this emotion all

Too well, and tread not upon this soil

Of crushed roses and thorns.  Yet, I do

Find myself caught in elation’s grasp

And it holds me, steadfast.  Break this

Heart, I do scream, for that is the only

Way to purge me of this ridiculous dream.

I yearn for pain to come flooding back

Once more, then perhaps I can stop

The wonderment of things unknown.  Is

There any other way?  Me thinks not, for

I’ve seen this before.  Kindred spirit or not,

I wish not to fall off this cliff once more.  I

Wish not to wear my heart upon this sleeve,

For the entire world to see, but tuck it neatly

Away into the darkness of the night and keep

It safe from trampling feet.  Please, take these
Emotions away!

(C) 2003 A Riddle