Stalemate

 

There comes a point in time

When the words only convey

A slight fraction of your pain.

 

When what you are

Has become an anecdote,

For the next stage show.

 

When the thought of your life

Makes you unable to

Try.

 

When one emotion trumps the other.

When the hate for one,

Is replaced by the longing for another.

 

When the good things that happen day

By day, get overshadowed by someone’s

Mental chess game.

 

Where you are nothing but a game piece.

A token, a toy.

An idiosyncrasy in a

Mother’s eye.

 

When you realize

That all this time,

The only one judging you,

Was you.

 

Stalemate.

 

©1-27-2016 by Ashley Nicole Nordyke

Reviews

[AaronFreitas]

I enjoyed your thoughts Nikki :) My favorite was that last stanza... it's hard to get past that feeling but when we do realize it we see we were the only ones judging ourselves. To not do it is easier said than done but to realize it and change it is a relief. Good work :)

[Deuces]

I think you just described life's cruel reality in one fell swoop. Nice job, poet.

[andrew mitchell]

A lovely write. I like the raw forwardness of this, the nitty gritty! :)

[Nini]

I am constantly amazed by your talent. Just when I think I have read the best one yet, you create another "best one".