Sometimes it is hard to be this, sometimes its just hard to breathe... When I stop and take a second to see, how much you are breaking me.
I do not think it should be this hard, but there is not much of which I am sure. One thing I know is that we are broken, and I don't think I want to fix us anymore.
The battles have all been won, but the victories were not ours. The tears have all been shed over all of these wasted hours.
My mind screams for a release, for something to swallow me whole... because even though I know what I should do I do not want to let you go.
But sometimes love is not enough, and that is the saddest truth I have come to accept. This life is no fairy tail, and it is I who knows this best.
My reservations have all but doubled, and my heart has all but stopped. The tears still will not come, because I refuse to accept what I have lost.
When everyday is a war just to open my eyes... Knowing I must face the music... it just makes me want to cry.
I would love to say that I am strong, that I can do this without your heart. But the thought of loosing you is still tearing me apart.
You are my shield against the roaring fire that even now licks flames at my feet. You are still the only reason I fight hard just to be me...
I wanted to give you something to hold on to when the cold world shuts us out. I wanted to be strong enough to fix you, but my resolve is breaking down.
You are broken like me, and we can not mend each other. You are broken like me, and we did this to each other.
This is a toxic love, an addiction like a drug... to shoot me up with a kind of numbness, and I fear I may never get enough.
Upfront and brutally honest... The candid way in which you describe this
relationship is raw and holds nothing back. I believe that there are too many
people holding on to relationships that they shouldn't, when the sad reality
is... that love just isn't enough sometimes.
Very well written.
Posted 10 Years Ago
10 Years Ago
Thank you so much you have picked up on exactly what I was putting down here...I am glad that the me.. read moreThank you so much you have picked up on exactly what I was putting down here...I am glad that the message comes though so well.
A wild journey in the thoughts and the emotion of love. The closing lines are true.
"This is a toxic love,
an addiction like a drug...
to shoot me up with a kind of numbness,
and I fear I may never get enough"
I like the energy and the tone of the words. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote
Love IS enough, if it's real! It won't break you, it will heal you.
Other people can't define love to us, though. Nor can they shape our perceptions of it. We define it for ourselves, and it plays the role in our lives we choose to let it play.
Posted 10 Years Ago
10 Years Ago
This is all very true and I agree with 100% percent but remember it is easy to be reasonable from a .. read moreThis is all very true and I agree with 100% percent but remember it is easy to be reasonable from a spectators point of view...but you knew that :)
10 Years Ago
This is all very true and I agree with 100% percent but remember it is easy to be reasonable from a .. read moreThis is all very true and I agree with 100% percent but remember it is easy to be reasonable from a spectators point of view...but you knew that :)
A shout out into the ether... One of my favorite poetry collections, The Rag and Bone Shop of the Heart, has a chapter called: Punching A hole in Denial. It has a series of poems in there that deal with exactly that, coming to terms with a denial, and facing a reality head on. You, did that here.
A heart twisting piece, that still, after reading makes me want to say: don't ever give up. Fight for her.
This is heartbreaking but true, the emotion is strong and so the will to hold on. I really felt this poem and I loved every sentence how it just fits and compliments each other. I was in a place like this a year ago, this poem felt as if It was speaking on behalf of me. Great write.
Posted 10 Years Ago
10 Years Ago
Well I would gladly speak on your behalf to whoever broke your heart. I am glad you could feel what .. read moreWell I would gladly speak on your behalf to whoever broke your heart. I am glad you could feel what I was projecting.