the dark side of morning

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    

my eyes are tired 

on the dark side of morning

the room seems to spin

only with colors of you

(such a passionate kaleidoscope)

an ocean of emotion washes over me

once open wounds never really healed

tho' the pain splashed on a page long forgotten

seems almost hallucinatory now

then again you were my drug of choice

but here and now

in the dark side of morning

i still drown in the emotion

the waves attempting to wash away 

what would best be left forgotten

the burning, throbbing pain

of losing you

Reviews

[Kelly Scheppers]

Oh, that burning, throbbing pain of losing someone. Death is like a houseguest that never leaves, rearranging our lives as we know it. Your poetry has always been an ocean of emotion, for me, Lydi. It's good to know there is one constant that I can rely upon! Happy New Year, and I'm loving the new avatar, girlfriend!

[Lydia Shutter]

Happy New Year, Kelly! The avatar is me using a Snapchat filter! They are such fun! " Death is like a houseguest that never leaves"....what a fantastic line, my friend! I can always rely on you for a great review. Thank you. Lydi***

[Cherrie]

Those clinging memories that flood our senses as we try to sleep. Multiplying every memory and need.
Excellent poem very power packed.

[Lydia Shutter]

Thanks so much, Cherrie. Lydi**

[Cassie]

This is painfully written. I have always enjoyed reading you

[Lydia Shutter]

Cassie, thank you so much. I hope all is well with you. Lydi**

[Miss Sharon]

(the waves attempting to wash away what would best be left forgotten the burning, throbbing pain of losing you) How well I can relate to these words my friend. Beautifully written as per your forte~ Sharon

[Lydia Shutter]

Yes, I knew you would relate, Sharon. Loss, unfortunately, is a part of life. Thank you for the review. Lydi**

[lessa (kenzie)]

I can really feel the emotions in this write, so well expressed.
I can feel sadness....

[Lydia Shutter]

Once again, thank you. Lydi**

[Soren]

Well written. The images were very good and it flowed toward the end with precision and engagement, It was well composed and its message was clear.

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you so much, Soren. Lydi**

[Ken Simm.]

Afterwards. So much longing and beauty in this.

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you, Ken. Happy New Year, Lydi***

[MsJewel]

Some wounds are deeper than others - I hope you are well my friend. It is always a pleasure to read you. This one just curls right up in my heart. Hugs, Julie

[Lydia Shutter]

Hi Julie happy new year. Hope all is well with you. Thank you very much for stopping by. Lydi***

[MsJewel]

Happy New Year!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Impetuous pain just won't let go...no matter what side we wake to, the hurt is living without that drug of choice...in literal terms but also figurative terms.
j.

[Lydia Shutter]

Thanks so much Jacob. I appreciate your review.Lydi**