bitterness

why is it so easy to let bitterness seep in and crush your soul? the real fight is staying positive, light and keeping the fire lit.

I relinquish control

my heartbeat slows

grows cold

slowly closes

and

implodes

all that's left 

is a tiny stone

..A stone

I can hold..

carry it in my pocket 

instead of on my sleeve 

find a way to block it

from ever tricking me

never again will I unlock it

never again will it be free

a secret stone inside my pocket

no one can take from me 

Reviews

[Adam Adams]

Ahan, you even sound bitter-sweet either -- a bit soury, a bit syrupy... at writing. Liked the poetry you come up with. Choice of words is very deep & insightful as well. Quite interesting.

[A.marie.speaks]

thanks for reading. not so sure if being sour and syrupy at writing is such a good thing, but I'll take it, haha. I'm struggling to keep my heart and soul from closing off and hardening into stone but some days it feels impossible.. days like the one on which I wrote this..

[SleeplessVolcano]

Ahhhh.....had a definition of bitterness on my mind when your poem caught my attention.

We all hold onto those stones.....for some, they are boulders we carry around our necks, slowing us down. For others, they are little stones in the corner of a sneaker, forcing us to stop and shake it out.

Until we rumble in the gravel again and pick up some more bitterness.

How about doing a serious on emotions? There are so many :)

[A.marie.speaks]

That is a very good idea! I think an emotion series sounds inspiring! Thanks for the great comment!

[Pete]

I like this a lot. Very strong emotion here. Very sad commentary to hide one's heart due to bitterness. The flip side, of course, is that the only way to overcome the bitterness is to unlock that heart and love again.

[A.marie.speaks]

Thank you. You are very right, the only way to conquer bitterness is to love. When I feel overwhelmed with life, when I want to harden and become cold, I try to flood myself with ideas and memories of things I love and appreciate. Some times are easier than others..

[The Twin Arenas]

little stones just chips off a mountain that can't be hid in pockets.

pretty good. there's something about lines 2-5 in the last stanza that could be tightened up. good concept, though.

[A.marie.speaks]

thank you very much. I will keep your comments in mind, I just wrote this one so I'm sure I'll be back to touch it up a bit, at some point. I'm presently working out of writers block.

[The Twin Arenas]

Like, working OUT of it, or working out of it like some people work out of their home?

[A.marie.speaks]

Haha, perhaps a little of both...