Caving and Craving

Caving and Craving

A Poem by VitalianRose

I can't keep this up
This pain overflows my cup
The pieces are too small for pickup
I can't find another way to buildup
I'm shattered like an old picture
Facing everyone's stricture
Facing dreams of you every night
This life has become a blight
Each day I'm trying to fight
But nothing can return my light
I drown myself in life's delights
Gaming, music, and high proof rum
None of it ends the thrum
Each task I just feel more dumb
Stuck in an endless maze searching for a little crumb
You're still there in my head
The things you did, the words you said
I try to silence but they grow instead
To be free I'd have to be dead
I dream of you in every nature
Happy, angry, sad, my sinking glacier
Then all over again I begin to crave
Over again I become your slave
Begging for your gaze, your touch, even a wave
I feel your presence like a sharpened glaive
Holding me here whilst pushing me to my grave
I can't take this anymore, this broken pain
Yet I can't get free from this heavy chain
I swear I know I'll never attain
Your love, your touch, your fiery mane
If only this could ever end
If only I could finally mend
If only I could finally ascend
Break the curse and stop this trend
Yet still I sit, holding this hopeful balloon
Hoping one day I'll again see my moon
Looking like an immense buffoon
Maybe I'll just stay in my cocoon
I'll return to the past
Let the shadows remain cast
Return my eyes to glassed
My life as the quiet outcast
I'll return to a shell
Just a hollow bone cell
Keep quiet about my silent hell
And just quietly wait for some victory bell
I won't come, I know, but the hope will still dwell

© 2020 VitalianRose


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Interesting rhyme scheme in this one; makes me wonder if the poet posted them as separate stanzas, upon which the site, as is its occasional inclination, crammed them altogether. Whatever, the piece describes the feelings of one who has loved too hard and too deeply, and is now languishing in the throes of abandonment. Sometimes, alas, love becomes dependency.

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VitalianRose
VitalianRose

Jacksonville, FL



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Just another harlequin, performing for the world, hoping that things get better. I write to vent and get my thoughts out of my head because the longer they stay there, the louder they get. more..

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