of emotions is creeping through every inch of my body.
i dont want to feel anymore.
i dont want to have to think anymore.
i dont want to be closed in my own thoughts any longer.
i want to run away, i just want to run away.
why is it now that everything falls into this whole
when for the longest it was as empty as empty could be?
why was it these hands that typed the emotions?
why were these thoughts the ones that crept through my mind
when asked those measly questions.
why were these emotions sparked?
i just want to run away and forget it all.
oh how my heart yearns for an escape.
my shoulders hunched in the direction forward.
aching to be free,
released.
no longer having to bare the emotional world i built
right above my hair strings.
right above my heart strings.
right above my heart string.
cut the rope. let it fall.
that wretched, beating thing
does not
need to live
at
all.
This is depressing. Not that this is bad--of course not, because as I'm sure you've heard, the best poetry comes from our deepest fears and our darkest or most sincere emotions.
ReplyDeleteOn another note, I'm not trying to be condescending or preachy or like someone who tells you how to feel or think because everyone has the right to think how they want to and to feel and act how they want to, BUT: I'm going to make an educated guess (educated guess not because I know you but because last year while I was at San G I saw that you're a very out-there person who's not ashamed to say what is on their mind or to share parts of their lives with strangers) that this is how you feel or have been feeling. I hope you haven't been letting all these negative feelings and thoughts just take over you so that you hurt yourself--either physically by cutting yourself or mentally by only thinking these kind of thoughts and putting yourself down.
LL
Alma