cruel to me

a response to You & I

I am the small portion of your truth

I am the tiny room in your persona

I am the spark of your agenda

I am what you are today

 

Do you know that every step you take,

the choice you make,

               and risk & consequences you face…
                       I was there all along, all the time…

But then….

You just shove me aside like I never existed.

 

How can you be so cruel to me?

 

Though you know, you were a part of me you’ve shove aside

Like a book stored in a bookshelves for display only

After all, you’re done using me…

Every pages of my chapter bleeds of black ink

Dirtying the emptiness around me

For I am the only book that is stored in this big bookshelves you had created

 

Why create such empty shelved, if you rarely come?

 

The pages we created are full of secrets that you had already forgot and in fact the inks becomes blur as it ages as it bleeds out of each page. Little by little it fades throughout the years of forgotten times. Too much pain in it that your coping mechanism is to forget all, childhood memories gone even the happy ones you can’t remember as you try to live today.

Author's Note

It's a response to You & I
http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/willyampax/1008012/

this isn't me anymore... a lost soul inside

Reviews

You're the reason I came back, yes, like you almost are in my core!!! how brilliant are these lines you start with... same time very eerie.... ha! :D

The denial, and dissapointment, shows then soon up, in your next stanza, the way of perception, and things a family would like you to see as, and you couldn't realize, "Enough" for your feeling, I like the bleeding of black ink my dear, it means healing and touching the core of so many others couldn't themselves... brilliant that is how you deal with it, always.... maybe it's not you anymore, but you speaking to you, out of your body, I know this feeling... lost or not, this is poignant to overview.

By too much stress, and denial, yes, you can forget each tiny little memory, of what was one time so important, but I believe, when you write about that specific happening, it is still somewhere there in your memory, (as you know what I mean), just let it out, and face it... my dear friend, for the little you, isn't gone, yet, I know that by all you do for me... :) Such a thought provoking awesome piece, yet again, and keep tha head up love, proud of you always.

- Elisa x

[Extant]

In this I find someone missing, like all the dreams that children put away once they grow up. This is a great reflection of something I think everyone faces; the person they put away for popular culture. Instead of the point of view of someone who has conformed, which I think is the usual route, this comes from that ghost that haunts everyone. There's definite bitterness here, but it's not overwhelming. Great write.

[MOON]

Poignant write Pax , love the idea of the book on the shelf used and forgotten. Deep and sad . Expressed perfectly1

[Tate Morgan]

Sad to see this pax i take it you are being marginalized by a woman

[Jem Sagcal]

Such sadness and hurt encircles throughout this piece, Kuya Pax, that I was overwhelmed with the powerful emotion that you have conveyed so perfectly. Great work as always.

[Shep]

Intersting take on life. Full of emotion, that has always bleed true. Good good poem.

[Baby Ricochet]

Great piece Mr Pax. Your work usually is

[Marie]

I read both poems. A confusion of emotions...love, hate...open heart, closedfist...desire, repulsion...a halved soul...

[jacob erin-cilberto]

really like the bookstore idea....this is a very intense write...

people use us and toss us aside...have had this happen enough in relationships...

get with someone who is rebounding....that person relies on the love. absorbs it...then gets better and basically says "thanks, see ya!"

that is tough.

this write stirred something in me.

[kublakhan27]

However you may be feeling, hopefully you can find some comfort in the knowledge that this is one of the best things you've ever written.