Something hanging around in my head. I hope you enjoy
You ask who am I
So carelessly as you tremble
Never an easy answer
being determined
By who you thought I should be
Even the devil cries sometimes
Sinners and Saints must all die
eventually
Pointing fingers masking your laughter
as I look in passing windows
seeing reflections of a future that can never be
Talking, in a language you can’t understand
Dark and mysteriously longing for love
but finding misery to be so comforting
Telling me you believe
believe in possibilities
Wearing your heart on your sleeve
pleading “Won’t someone save me”
But you reject me so causally
Tell me about love, Love
Tell me how it suppose to be
Oh how I wish you’d see the potential
The potential of you and me
Confidentially whispering
I require your heart, Love
Can’t you see we were never meant to be
Holding my head underwater
Asking me to breathe easy for a while
Choking on the ashes that divide you and I
But what I find is unmistakable
You asking who am I
answering so sweetly
Even the devil cries sometimes
Sinners and Saints must all die
eventually
I am no body in your eyes
the way it’s meant to be
How many times do we try `n be something for someone else `n within that time of trying lose ourselves
"You ask who am I
So carelessly as you tremble
Never an easy answer
being determined
By who you thought I should be"
"I am no body in your eyes
the way it's meant to be"
Such a powerful write throughout the whole poem
I loved this! I agree w/ candle in the wind beautifully done my friend.
wow! This is terribly sad and haunting indeed..So beautifully written!
I personally related myself so closely with it, I mean this is exactly what I feel..This is really beautifully beautiful!!!!
Posted 16 Years Ago
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This was a great way of expressing yourself! I have often felt that I should be someone else to impress others. I loved your description! Very good piece of poetry!
As always your words are powerful. It is hard to want from someone who is not willing to give to you. It is especially hard when all you want is love, or when all you want is for them to accept your love for them. Sometimes it can feel as though they are just dragging you down and killing you slowly.
I love the description and the repartition of the lines:
Even the devil cries sometimes
Sinners and Saints must all die
I wish I had thought of them first, because I love them so much and want to use them now and I can't. I'm jealous a bit, haha.
In relating to this piece, many thoughts come to mind. I see myself in there too, feelings of not being as worthy as I desire to be, afraid I won't be my ki'ds hero and feeling unable to meet the standards placed upon me by a society of which I have no control over. It's scary sometimes but then I have moments I realize and I know as long as I remain true to myself then it's going to be okay. Great writing, Robert!
You really did a great job of capturing the oozing crap of a destructive relationship....when the other person wants you to be available to stitch their wounds, heal their heart and use you all up until you're so used up you're not you any more....and then they want more....
My name is Robert. I write therefore I feel I am. My words come from my heart, soul, and mind. I write what I feel and see, life is my inspiration. Life itself is art in its purest form. There is noth.. more..