I can’t stop thinking about you
and your eyes, with such sweet intensity,
it’s so cheesy, but just so true.
It makes me wish I could speak to you through poetry,
the only way I know how to truly express
the things I have so much trouble saying.
It’s so easy to talk through paper and pencil
but not to you.
The words get tripped up somewhere between
my amygdala and my mouth.
Not that it can really matter now,
I’ve been beaten in this race
and now all I can do is wait.
I’ll wait now, but I’ve never been one for patience,
and it’s so hard to ignore my written word,
begging me to save this,
all for the sake of the process.
For this process, I am well-experienced,
eyes closed, hands tied behind my back,
I sense the time leaving me,
the words dissolving in my brain.
I guess I don’t have the spine to back up my nerves,
neurons begging for some attention.
I can analyze to find some truth,
but the truth, you see,
it doesn’t matter when you lose the chance to use it.
"It’s so easy to talk through paper and pencil
but not to you.
The words get tripped up somewhere between
my amygdala and my mouth."
{...i love this verse...}
"I can analyze to find some truth,
but the truth, you see,
it doesn’t matter when you lose the chance to use it."
{...great writing...}
...love this poem!!!
I think that the best line is the one from which you took your title
"The words get tripped up somewhere between my amygdala and my mouth." Brilliant, unique, and catching.
Hi Breezie...
Ive re-read this three times, once as a general reader, soaking in the desperation of the piece, of the lonliness you give to it, then secondly as a reviewer, a critic so to speak, and I would like to see the piece broken up a little bit. Shake up the lines, make it as ragged as you feel on the inside. Thirdly, I read this as poet.
I can relate to this. How many times have I wanted to say what flows through the pen...very relateable about watching a potential love, relationship slip through the fingers, and then leaving the regret of not speaking what needs to be said...Over all...I like this piece.
Wha-Hey, as my favorite character often says. This hit me like a slap in the face. Its relatable, Its poetic, It even has a word I don't know (and thats rare). I agree with the stanza thing mentioned earlier. But otherwise this is a great piece.
Thank you again for sending me this read request. I don't know what an amygdala is but it sounds weird. Lol. Poetry does -not- have to be cut into stanzas, but stanzas break the poem into sections that helps the reader to unconsciously read it and gather more from it. It's strange sounding, but it works! Flow could use some work too. But I do like the message of the poem. It's very sweet whether it is inspirational from a personal experience or one you just said to yourself, "Hey. I feel like writing." It's a very nice subject. Bahh.. anyways, thank you for the read request. I hope you found my reviews most interesting. Byee. 8/10.