And the words slip from me,
joy and passion and happiness.
Do you want to feel with me?
Do you need to share with me?
And the touches of reality
are lost in the spaces between
the falling words...
The only things I feel anymore
are the heartbeats too erratic
and a breath that comes labored.
Ache upon ache, only to be split apart,
only to be rent.
I know that time will be
the tale worth telling
but by what measurement will it be?
Share with me
Feel with me
Free me from this
And I slip away
quietly.
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3 comments:
very powerful, brings so many thoughts to the front of my mind...
I enjoy your poetry & your blog. I hope your mom is feeling well/better and that you and she are given great strength in this trying time!!
Such emotion and depth to these lines. I love "the touches of reality are lost in the spaces between the falling words". Beautifully written.
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