Thursday, July 29, 2010

Onslaught

This poem I guess describes not only holding emotions in because the timing is not right but even taking it one more step further....holding in the POTENTIAL for emotions to blossom until a time when they can flourish. NOTE: It was also written after having 2 days of sleep deprivation so I can partially blame that too.

Onslaught
Emotions rushing through my veins,
clogged by sheer force of will
holding them back with all my might
I close my eyes.

People keep warning me
not to play with fire
but here i go again
my stomach throbs
butterflies held inside
too numerous.

I've been here before
I let them out too soon, too fast
she disappeared in a flash
and I was left to drown.

I wont let it happen again
not even if I'm eaten alive
from inside out
by angry affections
breaking out of their cages.

Tears stream down my face
the stress on my body is too much
yet letting go means simply:
more pain.

I clench my fists, my eyes widen
as the tide overwhelms me
exhaustion sets in
but then peaceful sleep.

2 comments:

VĂ©ronique said...

Powerful. Hope you are OK!

Debra said...

Thanks Veronica. Yeah everything's fine. I partly blame sleep deprivation but also I've learned a lot about myself over the years or even over the last couple months.

I know how emotional I can start to get for someone when I begin to see their beauty inside to outside and it usualy ends badly when I just let it happen in the timing my heart wants it to.

This poem I guess describes not only holding emotions in because the timing is not right but even taking it one more step further....holding in the POTENTIAL for emotions to blossom until a time when they can flourish.

Hrm, maybe I'll put that in the description hah!

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