Confusion

Confusion

A Poem by November Gold

What is it that scares me so when I think of

We

Just mostly that I am afraid of losing

Me

What holds me back from the life I pray for

Me

Out of fear that I’ll drown in the

We

Balance…

I hear that in my head like a haunting whisper

Terrified to lose my balance.

Walls and steel erected beams hold steady to the

Reflections of the past; afraid to let them go ‘lest I

Fall prey like a newborn fawn to a hungry lion.

I long for the union, but fear the surrender,

Ache for your touch yet hide from the power of,

Push and then pull, yearn and then dispose of

I am a contradiction, a walking mass of confusion;

Want me, but don’t need me

Breathe me in, blow me out

Hold me close, move away, pull you in

Push you out, are you spinning yet?

What am I so afraid of?

I am afraid of Me, of We,

And even more afraid to be without.

08/11

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

© 2011 November Gold


Author's Note

November Gold
Not sure what this is, or why. It was more just a mass of feeling that hit me, and a sea of questions and back and forths that I felt the need to purge.

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I know exactly what this is, you love music listen to U2 - Stay Faraway and So Close. These feelings are normal. I think that you can have a we and still keep the me by never losing who you are. Never trying to be someone that your not because you think you will be loved if you are. It doesn't work. It never works. Excellent piece.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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This...is SOOOOO rhythmically sexy. I've recently been getting into a bit of slam poetry and so, I'm really beginning to see where new rhythms fit into poetry. I really think this piece is great. The content is perfect. It says what it needs to say, means what it needs to mean, and just expresses. Added on to the ebb and flow of the words and the way you structure your sentences, it makes for a really great read.

Posted 12 Years Ago


this poem touches on a lot of different emotions yet a lot is missing also it sounds like you want something thats already taken because if your not really needed then your selling your self short so to lay your self down as a human sacrifice for a lion doesnt sound like a good idea to me nice write thanks for sharing

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Really loved the start and im always a fan of a fast moving write cause hell if ya can keep a drinkers attention your doing something really good write that easily could speak to anyone my only regret is i havent read you sooner cheers Gonzo

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I don't know either but it hit a cord... I have tears in my eyes..xx

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The questions of love are answer by time and good luck. Need to keep part of yourself alive even in a perfect love. I like this poem. Asked the question many will ask often in a life. A strong ending to a excellent poem.
Coyote

Posted 13 Years Ago


SPOT ON! i know these feelings well,lol .expertly done with a smart layout

Posted 13 Years Ago


Your chosen words and thoughts beautifully penned kiddo. You are an amazing writer.

Posted 13 Years Ago


I know exactly what this is, you love music listen to U2 - Stay Faraway and So Close. These feelings are normal. I think that you can have a we and still keep the me by never losing who you are. Never trying to be someone that your not because you think you will be loved if you are. It doesn't work. It never works. Excellent piece.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

nice thought provoking write, yes the questions we have and the answers we seek...keep writing.

Posted 13 Years Ago



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November Gold

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I hate answering this question. It requires me to tell you who I am...the problem is that I am still learning about who I am everyday, and sometimes what I might tell you today, could change by this t.. more..

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