Unbound

Unbound

A Poem by Alisa Js

maybe it's because I was seeking comfort 
in some strangely perverted and convoluted way
longing for a sense of safety I believed was there
yet, have never known

if only...

why does this repeat
continual replays
once moved
twice burned
thirdly, turned away

it never changes
seeds know its bloom
I ask myself the reason
reasons lays bare
they bleed onto this page
and yet, I can't read

doors, there were too many to remember
unopened
and all I had to do was push a little to see
promises waiting
anticipating 
maybe I was a bit too optimistic,
die hard romantic.
relying on another day
another year

I am here holding the keys
the keys to tomorrow
tomorrow never arrives
it's balmy out there,
though I'm freezing inside
petrified

there was a time and place
and maybe there were many

and I?
I ran
ran like the wind
back to this familiar place
lifetime addiction
of bearing the burden
for ungrateful souls

it's wearing me down 
and I'm tired,
tired of trying
of going around and around
life unbound...

© 2014 Alisa Js


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Aloha serah,

Thank you for taking the time to stop by and for your comments.

I can relate to your comment totally.

There is this one who has everything I imagined in another, yet at that time and place~ what did I do? I ran... foolishly. And now, the page has turned in this book of life. All I have are memories.

I am happy for you and celebrate your love across the ether.

May happiness define your moments together.

alisa ;-)

Posted 9 Years Ago


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9 Years Ago

:: turn around and run back... i ran too... for three years... then i ran back for two... we're stil.. read more
Thank you, Jacob for your most insightful comments. I, too wonder why some of us seem to repeat patterns and behaviors that we know from previous experience lead to nothing but agony and sadness magnified one million times over.



Posted 9 Years Ago


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:: i found him after many years of searching... and when i found him, i realized that i had seen bits and pieces of him in those i met before him... we have serious problems but we're not the problem...

:: before i found him, i was in the helm of the chaos you so finely describe in your potent, poignant poem... the "ungrateful" are less evolved than the grateful... they are ape-like while we are homo sapiens... they cannot help being that way and we cannot help being who we are... it took me a long time to accept this perplexing reality...

Posted 9 Years Ago


so well penned and so easy for me to relate to...i did this too many times...kept falling for the same kind of person, the kind that was bad for me...seems i felt i was not good enough for a person who would actually love me back...so i got into the same situations over and over...i was bound to a life bound.

but finally i broke that habit...makes such a difference now....

Posted 9 Years Ago



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Alisa Js
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