An Invitation

An Invitation

A Poem by Tristessa

 

I want to write something.
I want to write a mountain.
I want to publish volumes.
I want to tear open my chest
And let all the fear and love and hate and sorrow
Pour out onto perfect white pages
Until they drown with my emotions.

I want to speak in riddles.
I want my desires etched into the stars.
I want my words to stop your heart.
I want to inspire and depress and confuse
Until you yearn to meet them,
All of my beautiful, tragic muses.

I want to make you want to read.
I want to make you want to write.
I want to make you want to live.
I want to be impressed and disgusted and amazed
To the point that I know your soul
Through the words you have so carefully crafted.

I want you.
I want you to not hold back or obscure.
I want to understand everything you've left unsaid.
I want you to tear open your chest
And let all the best and the blackest
Stain my heart and change my opinion.

I want you to discover yourself.
I want you to recognize
That there are two types of secrets,
Those we keep from others
And those we keep from ourselves.
Which ones are yours?

I want to invite you,
All of you -
The good, the ghastly, the minute, the weak,
The strapping, the social, the reserved,
My friends, my enemies, strangers,
To share something with me.
Anything.
I want you to know yourself.

© 2009 Tristessa


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I'm startled that something as clever and as well written as this has not been reviewed before!

I think what impresses me above all about this is how earnest it is, I think this is a brilliantly done and brilliantly simple piece of writing that captures the emotions and desires of every person who posts on Writer's Cafe!

Brilliant

AHouseOfChambers

Posted 15 Years Ago



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Added on November 8, 2009

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Tristessa
Tristessa

Richmond, VA



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A Poem by Tristessa