Back Again

Back Again

A Poem by lrebel
"

I don't really want to wreck it by saying "what is about" . It's me. It's in there and its not comfortable.

"
It's back again
That heavy heavy feeling 
That I hoped would end
Its only left me reeling
And the more I push the more it clings
When I'm caught up I feel nothing 
else

My longing is a sickness that I wish that I could shake
But when I feel it fading I reach right out and take it back again
It promises that this is what I need
Like the need to cut just to feel and watch me bleed
I'm a bleeder in a world if sharp edges
Out here on the ledge is where I feel
alive

Take me in your arms and tell me that its perfect and you'll never leave
Sit close and warm so I can simply hear you breathe
To drown in the illusion, unwittingly colluding with my twisted aching heart
When living with the lie I only want to believe 
Panic's my companion the dread of yet abandon
A complex web well woven to deceive
 
 It's back again
That heavy heavy feeling 
That I hoped would end
Its only left me reeling
And the more I push the more it pulls
An empty well that I can't begin to fill
Not you

Half hearted asking that the obsession be relieved
But clinging to the hope that all you do is think of me
I imagine that I know just what you feel , disease is sure to promise that all this is so very real
You're every move is scrutinized , the constant chatter needs to criticize  that 
Everything I think is false

Please don't hate me now, now  that I imagine that you see me for the man that I revile
So hard to not reach out and grab and scream please love me now
Now and forever
Sit close to me and tell me that its all OK
That this is real and perfect and you're here to stay 
Let me sit with you by the fire and drown in silent desire
As you dream of worlds that have nothing to do with me. 


It's back again
That heavy heavy feeling 
That I wish would end
But Its only left me reeling
The most desperate of pains
An aching in my veins
That numbs me so

It's back again
That heavy heavy feeling 
That I hoped would end
Its only left me reeling
And the more I push the more it clings
When I'm caught up I feel nothing 
else

© 2014 lrebel


Author's Note

lrebel
be gentle it is my first post !

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This is potent. They either can put their hands on you, and heal you. Or break you in half, with their "take backs." But you have the power to heal yourself, I think. Poetry and song is a start.
The repettion, that chorus of pain. I felt that. When you read something this open, this sincere and real, how could you not? Don't have to give any details, wreck it as you say. Let the reader, take it from here.

I liked this.



Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

lrebel

9 Years Ago

Diego-

Thanks very much for reading this and your words. I appreciate your time and in.. read more
Tree

9 Years Ago

That link, are those your paintings? If they are they are impressive. I'll have to take a closer loo.. read more
lrebel

9 Years Ago

Diego- Good afternoon. Yes-sir those are my paintings, or some of them. Thanks once again for the co.. read more



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Well, i don't know where to begin. I honestly didn't expect anything going into this, but as I further in my reading of the poem, i liked it more and more. I adore that you had that part repeat. Really, I am looking forward to your next.

Posted 9 Years Ago


lrebel

9 Years Ago

Thank you thoughtsofforgotten for taking your time to comment. I am grateful that you spent time wit.. read more
This is potent. They either can put their hands on you, and heal you. Or break you in half, with their "take backs." But you have the power to heal yourself, I think. Poetry and song is a start.
The repettion, that chorus of pain. I felt that. When you read something this open, this sincere and real, how could you not? Don't have to give any details, wreck it as you say. Let the reader, take it from here.

I liked this.



Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

lrebel

9 Years Ago

Diego-

Thanks very much for reading this and your words. I appreciate your time and in.. read more
Tree

9 Years Ago

That link, are those your paintings? If they are they are impressive. I'll have to take a closer loo.. read more
lrebel

9 Years Ago

Diego- Good afternoon. Yes-sir those are my paintings, or some of them. Thanks once again for the co.. read more

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lrebel
lrebel

South Yarmouth, MA



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