Breaking the Speed Limit of Confusion

True, we bend perhaps because we confuse
What we want with that which
Drives us away tired and so angry
Until we reach the top
Of the stairs and glance back
Attempting to figure out
What was so damn important

It is all the same in a breathless whisper
That so often can break
The speed limit of confusion

As the fingerprints that mark
Those minutes of time
Often make it hard to believe
We nodded at the opposite corner
Where sarcasm annoyed
Our release

We round the corner that teaches
Us the difference between
Watching someone else
Living in those fantasy worlds
Shake our heads and try to change
The past

While all those peculiar moments
Come back to haunt us

How can we remain undisturbed
When we find ourselves
Hoping that when we reach
The top of the stairs
What continuously drives us away
Tired and angry
Once again
Will hold us hostage

Reviews

[Veronica Chandler]

This one is wonderful and written from such an honest place of insight and realization. I enjoyed it top to bottom; the images found on your work add so much depth, and I often look at the pictures with the same interest and intrigue I do your words.

[Tate Morgan]

We all get to this point at onetime or another it is the tipping point of life

[WynterPhoenix]

A great write.

"What continuously drives us away
Tired and angry
Once again
Will hold us hostage"

Brilliantly worded.

[Letemdangle]

Going to bed angry? Nice writes.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

A perfectly prose value on wording and flow, styled to perfection, great read

[brenda]

love it i cn learn and relate to it so easily i love your poem!!!:)

[Omar Fendri]

_The smell of ink is intoxicating to me - others may have wine, but I have poetry._ ~Terri Guillemets , and precisely I have your poetry... a wine with a different influence which takes me too much closer to the reality of life, which draws for me a flawless image of destiny, which brings raged emotions inside of me, which makes me taste the perfection. Another Holy masterpiece with a breathtaking image...

[Hayley]

wonderful image to start off! From beginning to end, I was entranced. I like the title and the mood of the poem throughout. I like the last four lines, how it seems to almost contradict itself. Drives us away and then holding us hostage.
Fantastic!

[unknown]

It is so crazy how confusion has a hold on us at times and it usually is the very things we seek that cause it. Very well expressed here :)

[Vanessa Rico]

Neva, Neva, Neva...what am I going to do with you? Whenever I read your poems, it is like I am hooked on a fishing line and am being reeled in by you through your poetry. This is amazingly perfect...I cant say anything negative about it, because I love your magical flair for words! Stunning!

[Judy Ponceby]

Such conflict portrayed beautifully. Driven away and yet hoping to be wanted...