I washed my hands of you

I miss you and you don't know it

I love you and you can't see it

You buried your head in a cloud

And embraced distrust and discouragement

You were blinded by the yellow lights

And then you ran fast through all the red ones

Raging, Laughing, screaming, and accusing 

You then declared all people are the same

I held out my hand to you  and you didn't take it

I then watched you disintegrate into nothingness 

I washed my hands of you and walked away.

Reviews

[Lyn Anderson]

Again, some powerful emotions, and a sense of self and strength.

[Honey-Bee]

Thanks again for the awesome reviews!

[Sugar Plum ♥]

I really like your style here. It sounds very like an impulse to write down your feelings, your sadness...Your expressions sound very vivid and original, I like the way you put adjectives and colors together in a post modern manner. (at least for me) The illusions and disappointment in love is one so common theme in poems, as well in life :) we all should take our lessons, most of all the study from them. Your piece make relief at the end, the same way as with your "fire" poem. Walking away is something important to do, when you are hurt so much. My favorite lines:

You buried your head in a cloud
And embraced distrust and discouragement
You were blinded by the yellow lights

:: Sugar Plum::
:: June 014::

[Honey-Bee]

Thanks Sugar Plum!

[PoemRodent]

Excellent write, I felt its presence while I devoured the words. Thats a good sign of a great write... Good job!

Rob

Curious... Did you really wash your hands and walk away?

[Honey-Bee]

Thanks Poem Rodent! To wash your hands of the person is to not take responsibility of them anymore and yes to your question, I had to let go.

[PoemRodent]

Interesting situation... I went through the same however I had to be the stronger one and do things unorthodox and the price was to be looked down on instead of seeing the reason behind it all. Sad but love does that and some people can be very blind what true love means....

[Coyote Poetry]

"Raging, Laughing, screaming, and accusing
You then declared all people are the same"
Hard to slow down some people. We must leave then to their own greed and need. I like the complete poem. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote