Help me!
I’m shattered and broken,
Completely undone
My heart ripped asunder
By the one that I love
Like the scorching sun
On the morning mist
You vanquished our love
Seems that I don’t exist
Why should I be left alone?
To languish in this loss
When you promised you’d love me
No matter the cost;
But when it cost you you
You threw in the towel
Stuck in a hook
And ripped out my bowels
I’ve lost all my words
My tongue’s become dumb
The pain still persists
When I thought I’d be numb
I grope for some answer
That will banish my pain
I scrub at my heart
To erase all the stain
But your touch is implanted,
Indelibly deep
It leaves me a vacuum
Wholly incomplete
Hopeless, nothing, meaningless life
Beat on an anvil, gripped in a vice
Move on? To what?
I’m lost without you
Be strong! Don’t cry!
Two things I can’t do
Don’t worry; it’ll pass
Things will get better
Nice words you say
But my soul is still fettered
I love you; I need you;
I miss you; it’s true
I can’t get me back
I gave me to you
Help me!
6 comments:
I feel you my dude....
This is so strong that the words make their own music as you read. Thanks for posting it, it means a lot to those who get to read it.
I think you've managed to create that wonderful type of writing that disappears as you read it and leaves nothing but the picture inside the words. I've always striven for it and you seem to get it without much effort, but I know the cost of such prose. It takes and confirms your life. It swallows you whole and infuses you with a longing that continues on even after nothing else exists. It demands so much...and yet it is the pinnacle of existence toward which we all strive. Welcome to the sisyphusian life of love. We can accompany each other on the way up and console one another on the way down.
I emphathize, as i read.
But i know not,
why do most lovers end up in the same state?
why is it that they offer all that they've had and are left with nothing in the end but pain?
why is it that they have to under go one moment of ecstacy and the other moment of intense agony?
Is the feeling of love so Unrealistic?
Or is a Hallucination under which people lose their ability to fight and survive?
Your words forced me into my flashback... and it shuddered my soul.
Yet, i am happy i read it.
To make me realise, i am human, and pain is a part of our Existance.
Shriyaa,
I'm grateful for your comments. Humanity is most definitely something we share. Remember, pain can't feel as bad as love can feel good. So there is hope.
Indeed its my pleasure to share my thoughts with someone who can relate to them.
Remember, pain can't feel as bad as love can feel good. So there is hope.
I'd want to scribble these words over the crust of my heart and read them to myself whenever distress errupts from its core. It feels good. Hope seems Alive.
:)
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