Desire of Comfort

Desire of Comfort

A Poem by Skye

I can’t tell you what’s wrong,

cause I don’t know myself.

There’s a fist caught between

                                    my ribs,

and it’s nails are digging in.

Breathing’s getting harder now;

fresh air won’t fill my lungs.

I don’t want to talk to you,

but hold me anyway. 


© 2015 Skye



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I love this... I would pick out favorite lines in this poem but all of the lines in this poem are my favorite. Beautifully written and wonderful flow. I love your poetry's simplicity. It always leaves me stunned. Marvelous work!

Posted 1 Year Ago


Skye

1 Year Ago

I'm so glad you enjoy it! Thank you for your kind review :)
speaks of the conflict between love and hate to me, i.e.: hating what my love says or does and yet loving her ohh soo much, "don't know myself," you have a great ability to get a point across with short lines and well chosen words

Posted 1 Year Ago


Skye

1 Year Ago

Thank you :)
I most definitely agree with the comment below. You have such a way with words and I was able to imagine everything you wrote. Very beautiful indeed. Thank you for sharing.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Skye

1 Year Ago

Thank you for reviewing :)
This speaks to me--as a woman in particular. Lol. You did a wonderful job with metaphorical imagery. I liked it a lot--well done!

Posted 1 Year Ago


Skye

1 Year Ago

Thank you for your review :)

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Added on December 8, 2015
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Tags: love, comfort, pain

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Skye
Skye

Virginia Beach, VA



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