Desolate

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Desolate

I slip in silence

beneath this wave of sadness

to asphyxiate at your leisure.

The pain you chose to inflict

upon my soul

holds me down at your pleasure.

I came to you to offer grace,

to hold you close,

to make you safe.

To raise your subdued spirit

to the sun.

Yet here I am

a broken soul

an empty and hungry waif

starved of all hope.

 

06/08/13

Author's Note

Reviews

[s y e]

The pain on this page is raw John, and unfortunately it happens to us all. And sadly, it has happened to you. :( Sorry, dude - Keep strong.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

I know. Thank you Noodles!

[SHEEMA HUQ]

This speaks of personal sacrifices, of pain, of making compromises to overcome conflictions, of commitment, an interesting verse.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you Sheema.

[Frieda P]

The pain on this page is palpable, I know there are no words of comfort when love is lost...I take issue with her 'pleasure' I doubt that, it just feels that way at the moment John, stay strong, and keep penning your feelings, it's all that you can do right now, hopefully in time your heart will heal. x

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you Frieda. Pleasure means 'choice' or 'power' in this instance. Much like detained under 'Her Majesty's pleasure' means imprisoned by law.

[Frieda P]

Ahh must be an English thingy....take back your pleasure/power John. x

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Yeah Sure!

[Frieda P]

Maybe not today John, but you will!!

[John Alexander McFadyen]

No she is too afraid of splitting her 'family'

[Frieda P]

Hey I've been there, not an easy thing to do John....

[John Alexander McFadyen]

I know so I will leave her alone.

[Jack...]

At times the heart does starve, pleading for nourishment which doesn't seem to come. The dark bare cupboard reflects images of where our mind now roams. John, my sad friend, what can I say, your poetry slowly crawls from your aching heart and into ours. Chin up my friend, times will eventually get better.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thanks Jack. Maybe.....

[Jack...]

John, you are talking to an expert on the subject, perhaps a few times over(I never learn the first time)...it gets better.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Jack I have the 'T' shirt too. Married four times!

[Jack...]

Damn, all I got was a pair of worn out shoes...at least you got a t-shirt.

[bobc]

John...been married twice myself but I always recall a Samuel Johnson comment on second marriages as 'the triumph of hope over experience.' You're human after all. Take care...