The Almond BranchA Poem by Abraxasbird
I guess I was there,
When the torrent broke Fueling your pain; Knowing how it would end, Unfortunately, As the winds flayed In that instant I stood writhing, listening, As you spoke, To the way you laughed alone To an inward joke After you led me through the dark Down to a quiet precipice With your unconscious charm Silently prepared to leap In a fit of emptiness Outside of the fact that I Loved you, had loved you, wanted to love you still Outside of the fact that You were yearning, were hurting, were drowning in the night Outside of the fact that I was here, and you were there, and They were nowhere in sight Outside of the fact that I felt every lash, every single stab of the displaced aftermath Of your burning will Torn by your emotions, Lost in your thoughts Unable to stand Without the support Of an almond branch And so it wasn't pertinent to you, On that cliff, with your heart in flames And though you were oblivious To me, It was very relevant. You didn't see what it took To withhold my feelings, then; How I struggled to let you suffer, The night at the Griffith How I showed to you, The inner workings of my soul Those little things that were rooted so deep As a final resort, exposed and vulnerable, Playing the music to apologize wherever I failed to speak And for a moment it seemed okay, Flashing a smile to wipe the meekness away, Coming a little closer, as you spread your arms for closure But you twinged so awkwardly that I couldn't comprehend. Perhaps at the thought of your bitterness, and embarrassment To invite me alone to this place, to make your painful confession And for me, that was not enough to create the distance That you so desperately clinged to, because I felt you And of course, you wouldn't accept my kindness As I tried to work around your conditions, What love was and how it was expressed, So I assumed the only role that was left, Left to me, by you
© 2011 AbraxasbirdAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on December 12, 2011 Last Updated on December 15, 2011 Tags: Confluence, Bitter, Love, breakdown, communication, confession, insignificance, stigmas AuthorAbraxasbirdCanoga Park, CAAbout"Life has taught us that love does not consist in gazing at each other but in looking outward together in the same direction." -Saint-Exupery more..Writing
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