Stop Touching Each Hurt

I heard silence in the cobwebs
of your soul
while everything else walked
as if lost
inside of the belief
that all you see is black and white.
Then, I watched you crawl in search of truth
among faces with eyes
that held the illusion of everything
you think you want in life.

Your fingertips seem to know more
about your emotions
than your tears do
because you touch each hurt
your heart mentions
until they bleed.
I watch you pause,
and look over your shoulder
for yesterday
almost as if you wish
it would never leave.

I wonder if you will ever learn
how simple
the feel of your own skin
could be
if you would just not let anger write its name
on your walls carelessly.
Perhaps then, you could see the sunlight
of a brand new day
and accept the shades of gray
that color me.

Author's Note

Artist: "Release" Autumn Skye Morrison

Reviews

[BlackRose]

Like the use of the words here. Never let anger get in the way. It will get no one anywhere. Love these lines: heard silence in the cobwebs of your soul... I watch you pause, and look over your shoulder for yesterday almost as if you wish it would never leave. Great poem!

[Wondering Mind]

This is exceptional in the way it conveys the message across with a hint of reaching out in the end…Interesting how you graded the font from light to bolder…It gives the feel of a thought in the first stanza.

[MOON]

You seem to outdo yourself with every write Neva. You take all the hurt , sorrow, pain and regrets and embrace it in such elegance.

[rivers]

Speak to me dearest poet...Your words sing a a melody of understanding truth. The many shades of grey are the colors. There can be times when dark shadows dim grey illumination or the colors of the moment.
Neva...It's no secret I adore your writing...You are one of the most amazing writers I have ever read. Likey your prose and poems are very much a reflection of who you were, who you have become...a compassionate understanding wonderful writer and human being...I am soiled and blessed to be able to read your work.

"Your fingertips seem to know more
about your emotions
than your tears do"

"I wonder if you will ever learn
how simple
the feel of your own skin
could be"

Sound advice, definitely worth thinking about...Thank you!

[Eve]

wow,wow,wow, "because you touch each hurt your heart mentions until they bleed" omg..I am so guilty of doing exactly this, picking at the wound so that it never heals,
so I will never forget how I got it in the first place, never make the same mistakes...but I suppose without wounds we never have anything to heal, never have an opportunity to learn from them, with the bad comes the good, it all evens out eventually.

[justjenn_2u]

Beautiful. I thoroughly enjoyed my first read of yours. This would be quite breath taking if read at a poetry live event. Way to go. Write on.

[AK]

Brillint poem! I loved the title and the message behind this poem! Keep writing!