One Piece....

One Piece....

A Poem by Going...going...gone!

One Piece….

 

It’s just something I feel……something I wish would get out of me……

Something that would free me from bonds that bind me and choke my soul.

I try hard to scream, to shout, to get the demons out of my head……

But the shadows are always there, chasing me, in light as in darkness!

 

I try to stifle the pain, with a smile on my face, a song on my lips

I laugh out aloud, I crack silly jokes….but it just won’t go.

I cry on the shoulders of a friend, seek reprieve in my beloveds’ arms.

I lose myself in my work, and get busy with projects and assignments.

 

I wonder sometimes what it is that bugs me, and whether it’s just me like this?

I know a lot of people who smile, sing and crack silly jokes

I have had friends crying on my shoulders, have given them consolation

I have seen people losing themselves in work, just like me……

 

But, again I wonder, when I get time away from my sorrows…..

How many people get to release their pressures….emotional and otherwise?

How many can actually try to get off the suffocation….like I can….

By clicking on the keyboard, or running my hand across a sheet of paper!

 

A cathartic moment comes, for me, when I can get to express myself.

How truly Wordsworth had remarked, poetry is a spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings…

And when I get too bogged down by the demons in my mind, all I do is sit down and recollect….

And something new is born, that kills all my pain….and I’m one piece again!!!!

 

 

© 2008 Going...going...gone!


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A wonderful description of the insolent boulder in our emotions. The one feeling that so hard to let go. I went almost a year without crying one time. I worked 60 hour weeks taking care of others and then came home to take care of my grandma and grandpa. I felt so trapped inside. Until one Sunday evening, on the way to my grandparents' home I hit a deer with my car. I thought I was going to lose my mind. It was like something was jolted in me and I cried all night into morning.

"I try to stifle the pain, with a smile on my face, a song on my lips

I laugh out aloud, I crack silly jokes�.but it just won't go.

I cry on the shoulders of a friend, seek reprieve in my beloveds' arms.

I lose myself in my work, and get busy with projects and assignments."

Great work!

Mary


Posted 16 Years Ago


This undefined pain is so difficult to verbalise and you have done it very well.I can feel that lump in your throat which hurts when you try to stifle the pain.
'I wonder sometimes what it is that bugs me, and whether it's just me like this?' this touches me.

Posted 16 Years Ago



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