WHY?

WHY?

A Poem by ReedWrite
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Some things never change

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Why do you challenge my peace,

                Forcing me out of comfort zones,

                Only to mock and ridicule my feeble attempts to steady a rocking boat?

Why do you push past barriers,

                Looking for deeper meanings,

                When they simply don’t exist, beyond your apparent need to gloat?

 

Why do you tear down walls,

                Ripping all the protective layers away,

                Only to leave me exposed and naked, with nothing left to hide behind?

Why do I keep coming back for more,

                Knowing it’s just a head game for you,

                Pushing the envelope, seeing how much bravado you can undermine?

 

           When did it become okay, to hurt for gain?

                           To tease, and mislead, to lie, and shame?

           How could I be so blind, that I didn’t see?

                           It was never about anything more than breaking me?

 

Why do I constantly seek out the flame,

                Knowing that its beauty is only a false promise;

                It exists to incinerate the inquisitive mind, and sear the soul?

Why am I surprised every time I fall,

                Into old habits that lead me so far astray,

                Reaching for something I can’t resist, but was never meant to know?

 

Why?


© 2016 ReedWrite



Author's Note

ReedWrite
An older poem...written long ago.
Who knows where these things come from...and why they seem to define us even when we think we've grown beyond their reach.

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Why do you tear down walls
Ripping all the protective layers away,
Only to leave me exposed and naked, with nothing left to hide behind?
Why do I keep coming back for more,
Knowing it’s just a head game for you,
Pushing the envelope, seeing how much bravado you can undermine?


These lines reaches the soul...if someone has been there they can well relate to going back to the same situation...so toxic yet we don't get our senses back until it's too late...

Thanks for sharing this wonderful creation

Posted 7 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

ReedWrite

7 Months Ago

Thank you, Ria.



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Why do you tear down walls
Ripping all the protective layers away,
Only to leave me exposed and naked, with nothing left to hide behind?
Why do I keep coming back for more,
Knowing it’s just a head game for you,
Pushing the envelope, seeing how much bravado you can undermine?


These lines reaches the soul...if someone has been there they can well relate to going back to the same situation...so toxic yet we don't get our senses back until it's too late...

Thanks for sharing this wonderful creation

Posted 7 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

ReedWrite

7 Months Ago

Thank you, Ria.
I understand this poem.
"When did it become okay, to hurt for gain?
To tease, and mislead, to lie, and shame?
How could I be so blind, that I didn’t see?
It was never about anything more than breaking me?"
The above lines. Most of us love to tempt life and know the ending, before the game is done. Thank you my friend for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

Posted 7 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

ReedWrite

7 Months Ago

Thank you, Coyote. I always love your reviews, and feel that you read this poetry with your heart..... read more
Coyote Poetry

7 Months Ago

I always enjoy your work dear friend and you are welcome.
amazingly written keep it up !!

Posted 10 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

ReedWrite

10 Months Ago

Thank you, Cherryblossom.
I think the answer to the question of this poem is that it is human nature to seek out the flame, like an enraptured moth, even though we understand somewhere in our minds that the flame will burn us over and over again. It may be habit. It may be a failure to let go of the past. Who knows? We just keep coming back and hoping we are justified in returning. This time!

A complex piece of writing with a ponderous theme. Well written and thought-provoking. Nice work.

Posted 10 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

ReedWrite

10 Months Ago

Thank you very much Doodley. Appreciate your thoughtful review very much.
Outcry of a soul who wants to put things straight but finds obstacles ahead. We are already aware what we do each day but unable to change or rise to make things happen. Sometimes stuck, sometimes betrayed and sometimes in comfort.. Whatever it may be then the question comes Why?

Well written!

Posted 10 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

ReedWrite

10 Months Ago

Thank you, Tanmay.
I appreciate you insightful comments.
Why? Truly the unanswerable question. We do fall into old patterns and habits because they seem comfortable...even if they are bad for us. We are blind at times simply because it is easier than seeing the truth. Very emotional write. Lydi**

Posted 11 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

ReedWrite

11 Months Ago

Thank you, Lydia.
Appreciate the read and comment.
I think we all add the onion layers but they are loosely adheared because optimism even in the smallest part per millionth of pain makes for a weak glue.
So the layers that we consider 'armour' are as a sigh in the wind.
The right person (as in one who has knowledge of peeling loosely affixed layers - not necessarily The One of love lore!) will disassemble - with our help!!! Because its unnatural as wearing clothes to have the heart/soul ensconced in artificial protection.

Your writing has inspired me to bubble like a babbling brooke. Which is usually good for me but not for the author on whose page I verbally regurgitate. Sorry Pam.

Great introspective here.


Posted 11 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

ReedWrite

11 Months Ago

LOL...don't apologize. I enjoy reading your thoughts on the topic...and they are always--like the on.. read more
Tony Jordan

11 Months Ago

Lol.
Youre very welcome.
This poem is beautifully crafted. Often times pain that is peeled back like an onion displays deeper pain that needs to be dealt with. It is not that you were blind but that you used subconscious tools of protection to hide it....to bury it. Waiting for the time when it is ready to be discovered.

Posted 11 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

ReedWrite

11 Months Ago

Thank you GB. Your words are well-received. Maybe we all hide/protect pain, until the mind and body .. read more
Whoa, I love the way you explained yourself, really! Perfect. The picture was a great choice too, but when I started reading it I forgot the picture and was so taken away with your words, again, very amazing! :)

Posted 11 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

ReedWrite

11 Months Ago

Thank you Cyprian. I'm glad you liked it.
I appreciate you taking time to read and comment.
Cyprian Van Dyke

11 Months Ago

My pleasure! :)
Your words flow like a dark song of the soul, these questions so moving and powerful for each reader, even though they feel so personal and alive. Perhaps that is why it seems to stun the mind, for it feels as if it were just awakened, though written long ago. Maybe words become the cells of our being, never quite leaving us alone.

Posted 11 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

ReedWrite

11 Months Ago

Wow, thank you, C! Your words are beautiful...poetry themselves!
I sincerely appreciate you t.. read more
An owl on the moon

11 Months Ago

Thank you very much for sharing your soul with us here.

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