Havoc II

Ramblings of an exhausted mind.

I trace the lines on my palm, restless on an otherwise normal 

Wednesday eve, thinking of the path they'll lead. I detect patterns within 

patterns, broken and weary, but I can't pretend that I'm not scared. ..

For I am scared of the words that half-puke from my mouth 

in the middle of the night, (almost) revolting the core of me,

yet beautiful on the edges.

And I know, on the other side, lies my destruction either way.

I am, but too selfish and at the same time, too afraid

to stop the churning wheels of time.

~ I am my own havoc ~

Reviews

[LazerRays]

I think sometimes we have to step out of our comfort zones... Take the leap of faith. Will you land on the ledge or fall? The world is all a risk. The ironic thing is thatno matter what path you take; the ending is the same. Without that leap: there will always be a gap that you failed to jump across. A chasm that seperates... Are you willing enough to blindly that that leap?
Nice poem yumna :P

[Dr. YumnaKay]

Ah idk. It doesn't matter either way 'cause it won't make any difference except for a heavier weight on my heart :x
Thank you for reading and your thoughts here, Sarah. Appreciated, as always. :-)

[LazerRays]

:)
I think you'll find if you take the leap it'll work put for you.
:3

[Neville]

When ya got more than just one Havoc, unless you decide on some kind of strategy, summat's gonna blow... Although I thoroughly enjoyed these splendidly arranged and otherwise crafted words, I do kinda sense a little turmoil provided the inspiration.... I hope and trust things have improved since they were posted way back in October.... N

[Dr. YumnaKay]

Aye, thank you, it certainly did turn out to be okay :-)
I'm glad you enjoyed this one, Neville. Thank you so much :-)

[Neville]

Phew.. good to hear, maybe I can relax now... N:)

[Chris Shaw]

I sense turmoil here Dr Y. Only you can decide which path to take. Whether to play safe or to take that leap into the unknown. Thought provoking poetry.

Chris

[Dr. YumnaKay]

Turmoil is the word, alright. .. Thank you so much for your thoughts here, Christine. Always appreciated.

[emmajoy]

How hard it is to jump from safety into a pit of - seemingly, hellfire or at least, a scalding. Most of us have a scar or too, plus perhaps, regrets made worse over time. In hindsight, maybe, better to dare than slowly drown in one's own tears. Your words have really ripped memories from me: a havoc, self-made and frightening because it comes from somewhere tied in ever increasingly tight knots. You write so dramatically at times, as if your words are near to running away from you. Perhaps.

[Dr. YumnaKay]

Sometimes, my words even frighten myself after I reread, as if my hand unattaches itself and writes on its own, against my will...
It is hard indeed and I'm not sure if I'm ready at all. Thank you so much for your empathetic words, dear Em. Appreciated xx

[emmajoy]

Time has a way of doing the right way.. sometimes.
Happy weekend, Yumna. :)

[john l smith]

Some heavy musing here
Much deeper than my superficial existence is comfortable relating to.
If this is your reality, I hope you can avoid the 'Havoc'
Dave

[Dr. YumnaKay]

Ah idk, to avoid that havoc would mean avoiding myself :x
Thank you so much for your words here, Dave. As always, appreciated.

[Tamara Beryl Latham]

What beautiful words you've written. I enjoyed your poem immensely and I'm certain other readers will as well.

Thanks for sharing. :)

[Dr. YumnaKay]

Thank you so much for appreciating. Glad you like it :-)

[Tamara Beryl Latham]

You're quite welcome. :)